Maybe I'm not good at talking about how I feel, that's the way I am...

Maybe I'm not good at letting go, the strings fail to unattach themselves...

Maybe I'm not good at saying what hurts me, I was born like that...

Maybe I fail terribly in trust because of the fear in me, what is trust anyway...

Maybe I'm too different from the rest of them, but I was not taught how to be like the rest of y'all...

Maybe I prefer faking smiles than explaining why I got a frown on my face, it is easier that way..

Maybe I'm am not girly enough for your standards, hey, somebody tripping over me like that

Maybe sometimes I question my life choices, shit happens though...

Maybe sometimes I want a shoulder I can cry on without having to say a word...

Maybe sometimes I want to apologise for the shitty decisions I made,

Maybe sometimes I want a second chance to start my life all over again...

And maybe, just maybe I feel like I'm living my best life right now

Well but that's what make's me Asekah baby..

By Lilian Asekah

From: Kenya