I've always been told.
To not show my face.
No matter what I face.
Maybe this is a phase.
Preparing a launch to a different place.
That I should always hold my faith.
I've always been told to not let fate.
Decide where I aim.
They always call me fake.
But I know that ain't straight.
Not go astray, but aim for the cake.
It is just a phase disguised in pain.
I face pain, but results will avail.
I feel broken and in pain.
Somebody please come and save.
I feel empty, alone and losing my soul.
I'm filled with love, but in pain.
I've always been told.
Just kidding, it's fine don't mind.
It's just a mask I wear to hide my past.
I've always been told.
.... U.A Ramagoma___
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I've always been told:
PoetryA poem narrating a life of a young boy growing in the villages, facing challenges in life, rejections, hatred, and looked down at. Finally found a way to escape it all by writing.
