Thursday, 21 February 2013

Nairobi Girl.


Does experience truly define maturity

  
But there is something exciting,
when an under aged girl
drinks
Then she starts to look 

more like a woman   
  
Oddly enough, there's a certain power 
that comes with manipulation 

Sadly, she finds a haven of peace 

in a score 
and a California king size bed 

  

Eventually, 
this girl "grows up"

and eventually, everything seems 
smaller and nonsensical in her small small town


Then she reaches a point in her life,
where she understand the way of this so called "life"
that life always finds a way to f#ck her 
up into submission 



  
But she tells her inner self
the inner voice of reason
that it's easy to count days 
when truly all you are afraid of is a bump 
  
Flashback:
She goes back to the place where
she remembers how many times 
the friend inside 
suggests 
a simple solution 



  
Surely, she keeps asking herself
how many times can you drown before you lose the will to resurface? 
This college grad is at a difficult place
  
She hears the words of her father:
Self respect is a very hard lesson that sometimes is never quite learned 
  
But then again, dad is a hypocrite-never practicing what he preached.
This often happens, when you grow up in a competitive world, a man’s world, no father figure around and you're a girl. 
This happens when you're forced to live a life like that of generations past


  

When a girl gets here, she somehow gets a sick obsession 
with the most unappealing desires 
(most of you know this) 


Then the voice comes up again n her head, 

when she looks into his drunk ugly eyes that embody what hell really is like:
“It's easy to count the days when you find yourself at …”


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