STORY

I picked up my pen,
With so much bottled emotions,
I looked mean, so mean!
He thinks I'm pained,
They think I'm broken,
They echoed he is shattered,

Love sounds clichéd,
Pains sounds clichéd,
I thought, "should I be different?".
My difference sounds awkward,
I held my pen so tightly,
I ignored the stares,

My mind twirled in between love,
My heart struck so fast,
My inner mind limped,
I told a story,
A story centered around ME!

*Sodiq Lawal*