poetry

AJAH'S POETRY
YOU ARE ONLY ALLOWED TO READ THEM!!!

AS A LITTLE GIRL, I HAD A VERY DETAILED DIARY IN WHICH I USED TO WRITE ALL THE BAD STUFF THAT WAS HAPPENING TO ME. I WROTE ABOUT PETTY THINGS, LIKE FIGHTS BETWEEN MY COUSINS, MY SISTER AND I. WELL, ONE DAY, MY AUNT (WHO SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS) STUMBLED ACCROSS MY BELOVED NOTEBOOK . SHE TOOK IT, READ IT AND KEPT IT. I REMEMBER FEELING AWFUL BECAUSE OF THE MEAN THINGS I WROTE ABOUT HER. I SWORE NEVER TO KEEP A JOURNAL AGAIN. THEN I DISCOVERED THE MAGIC OF POETRY. I WROTE ABOUT FLOWERS AND HOW MUCH I MISSED MY MOTHER.
BUT THE OLDER I GOT,, THE MORE MATURE THEY BECAME. SOME ARE MEANT TO BE FUNNY, OTHERS ARE SAD OR "SLIGHTLY" ANGRY. AND THAT'S JUST THE WAY I LIKE IT!!!

AFRICA, MY PRIDE

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BOYS DON'T CRY