My life like a soap opera
Every move played in precision
dismayed viewers remain on the edge
They just might hop in the middle
And control things like it was voodoo
I speak not with pride to shine
I speak not with supplies to rise
The questions abound, unanswered
In my shelter i squirm for balance
The goal is all but blurry continuance
Their acquaintance i beg to differ
This script i write in despair
The movie i act in perseverance
The rating is all but despondent
Shall awards complete the quest?
Love showered in flutters
Fortification compiled in bales
With insight I stay and ponder…
I pray thee understands my fluster
Written by: Mimi Ese (@Ms_Nayomi)
