I don't know to be happy,
I don't even know how happiness feels like,
Maybe that's why I said goodbye when it was offered ,
It almost felt perfect
And perfect is too much for me.
I suck when too much is offered,
And you were ready to burst,
How was I supposed to compete with that,
I guess am used to giving,
And it saddens my heart I don't know how to receive.
So teach me,
Teach me to laugh till my jaws hurt,
Till I feel the vibrations right through my heart,
I promise to learn this time.
And when sadness haunts me,
And comes hunting me down,
Like she does,
Teach me to let you carry it for me,
When it gets too heavy .
~C.Gitau
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I Will Find My Own Sky
PoesíaA collection of poems 4th place in Kuru Family Awards. I discovered, They were normal, Way too normal. And there I was , Just a sad girl, Dying to unlearn being NORMAL.
