life: a four complex letter word.

Until I come to understand dat it doesn't give me all I desire but wat was meant to be.
Lying on my bed thinking of wat might happen next; this life actually ain't a bed of roses but a bed full thorns using roses as it's cover just like a CIA agent undercover.

What an irony. A doctor prays u fall sick so u could come to his hospital, a coffin maker (watsoeva its called) prays u die, business but imagine a thief prays for u too ve money. IRONY.

Well they said God is Impartial but y z dat dere z d poor nd d rich; y does it ve to b so.

He z merciful yet we ve HELL (don't get me wrong).

In everything we do our personal conviction matters. If I appear from nowhere nd tell u dat: I just rose up from d mortuary after bn dead For 4 days nd wat God told me z dat nobody should wear underwear again. At dat moment u'll believe me coz I was dead nd I resurrected. Then u don't wear tights anymore, you were walking, u slipped Nd BBBOOOOMMMM u re on d ground den u c guys coming to help u bt ended up snapping ur ▒▒▒▒▒▒ tell me how would u feel. A guy said Someone who died nd rose again said u shouldn't barb or shave ur hairs nd u believed. Three months later, u look like an alien den tell me wat did u gain... CONVICTION don't believe everything u hear c'mon u could do some research on it first...

It maybe rubbish or a pricey jewel wateva it may mean to u I don't care but I just said sumtin dat z bothering me... MY MIND

King Ademos
a.k.a Lil'Mc

dead in mind. thinking of nothing really but wishing I could just open up to her...


Mary.. She's like my Mary Jane while I'm Peter Parker.
For over 7 years she's been my crush. I once went near her almost told her but men liver failed. We went to different schools. She was born with a silver spoon, well I was born without a spoon atleast dat I knew. Although we act children dramas together as husband nd wife, I just wish it could be more dan dat. Just collected her number chatted on watsapp, followed her on instagram I didn't even care for a folo bak.. just wish she know... MY MIND

stefikal: Primary school:

I had no idea what love was or the definition of the word 'crush'. But if it had anything to do with me putting up my best behaviour whenever he was around, then I practically fell victim to the word.

I clinged to his twin sister so he could get to notice me, he moved with the big bad boys and I was simply an innocent little girl to him.

I put a smile whenever Emmanuel came close by perhaps he would eventually say hi.
My final year in primary school was nice since he was already my friend but I found it strange that the crush I once had on him had mysteriously disappeared.

JSS3:

Why would they always frolick around him? They flirted with him, he flirted back. Annoyance and jealousy had become my best friend whenever I saw him with them.

He was the class captain, I simply added to the number of geeks we had in class, my stay in JSS3 was fun but each time I saw Chibueze treating me like a sister whereas he gave the prostitutes attention my heart received a slap.

The last time I saw him was months after I left secondary school, and my heart still did a little backflip as I spoke with him.

A flip whose sound had drastically reduced.

SS classes:

The problem with being a bookworm, the guys see you as a friend but not as a potential lover.

My hormones found guys with high intelligence attractive, add that to their charming attitude.
The names so numerous I guess I was a hormone-crazed teenager, I never told any of them.

I simply lived in the luxury of painting them as my boyfriend in my daydreams.
Silas, Ekene, Otunla, Paul, they were fantastic actors in the movie scripts my teenage head produced.

It was fun while it lasted though

JAMB class:

My longest crush ever (over a year), I won't mention his name
But a mere handshake got my knees weak, twas that bad.

He smiled in my direction and common sense left my actions.
He asked me a question and I stammered while struggling to provide an answer.

My crush on him died the day I discovered who his girlfriend was. But we are still good friends today

University:

The crush is still there and he talks to me like he cares but I'm scared his heart is taken.



P.S: I choose to use 'crush' on purpose so make una no crucify me.
And I added the JAMB class and University because toilet seat inspiration refused to stop

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