C.O.L.A

As I sit on the bus displayin my emotions to the public; I struggle hard tryna realize the true beauty and blessing that's been placed upon my body. A blender of emotions I lend to the sender who renders me incompetent; I cannot understand the complexities of this life. Struggling to be the depiction of someone's future wife, or the perfect mother.


That's the end goal right?


This book is the final light guiding through a path of mistrust, abandonment, emotional abuse and grief. Her sadness ...