I had my days
Good days and bad days
I can’t convey what to say
Whether to say I am good in a content way
Or I am good in a depressed way
Why does it have to be this way?
Watching things go by me sway from me
I pray to God to take this shame from me
Until something better happens
I smiled
I laughed
Thinking how good it could have been
Lord forgive me for my sins
All I wanted to do was win
But then I had fears
Driven to tears
Wipe them away
I can’t let them stare
I have to be grateful
Grateful that I am here
Not let my enemies interfere
Be blessed with got than what you have
Even if you have good days or bad days
Even if it is filled with blessed days and foul days
I had my days
Both ways
Blessed and Bad days
About the Creator
Gladys W. Muturi
Hello, My name is Gladys W. Muturi. I am an Actress, Writer, Filmmaker, Producer, and Mother of 1.
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