This year,I promise to me,I will love myself.I will put myself first for the first time.Oh yes, yes I will. This year,I won’t be that girl whoMourned her unrequited love; andPut on a synthetic smile. This year,I would discard attachmentsThat… Read More ›
Nothing can match my mother’s
agony and all her pain.
I share everything with you,
With a lil sense of security,
You understand me like no one does,
And bear all my peculiarity.
Read the Journey of a Daughter as she transforms into another role
Black is not your color?