Sommerfug

I wish you held me once, more closely Caressed me beautifully like I was golden I wish I made you smile; wholly I wish I

Beneath the adulterated shade of the baobab, I live a child of sorrow, destined to linger in shadows. Your hands, Father, resembled the dry harmattan,

Because I am my mother’s daughter, I have learned to extend myself; Make sure everyone is comfortable, Everyone but me. Because I am my father’s

I found an unlikely foe in the mirror, Cruel judgments every time I showed it my face, It revealed not the boy I could become,

Voices calling late at night, a shadow’s terror, The broken trust and the love so dear. A delight and thus a humble soul, A childhood

Happy faces plastered on the living room wall. Must be nice because I can’t relate at all. Y’all actually went to the studio and did

The smile of a man, Sometimes deceiving, Unable to tell when it is fake or real, A mindset I had at age 12. Dreams held

If I had 13 reasons You’d be all of them. For I was just 8 8 With this burden to carry. Tell me I was

They were God’s gift, I was a demon kid. They had Angels eyes, I had the Devil’s stare. They had pretty smiles. Mine had no

Dear Diary, My mother hates me. My very existence irritates her. My semblance to my dad haunts and humiliates her. My very being stings and