WHAT DO YOU CALL LIFE “DIARY OF A YOUNG BLACK BOY”
They feel and think I’m a fool, too dull, too slow and not articulate, I’m born into a part of the world where it takes something beyond the ordinary to appreciate talent; where they feel I’m too daft to do what I’ve done, where they doubt the extra ordinary works of your mind. From the very day I perfected my reading skills in pry. 4, to my Jss3 when I wrote my first Novel and Song at the age of 11, writing quite a number of songs and short stories till my Graduation from High School, when my Love, Lust and Extreme Passion over and for the Work of Literature got to its peak. I’ve done quite a number of things, written poems, songs and composed Hundreds 100s of Mind Blowing text messages “well they told me so”, most of which I don’t remember. I believe I’m a whole package in one, and all I seek is an environment to explore.
I’m not a Bad Boy, and neither am I a perfect son. I’ve got my flaws, a whole lot of it like every other young kid, or may be slightly above. I’m a sinner, I’m not a believer; but I’m a humble man of Honour. And I pray I get the Chance to prove to the world, that I’m not as useless as they think I am, and that I can do things on my own without the help of some people that feels like they’ve done the best, which no other person on earth would do for you, forgetting there is always a person with a worse situation out there.
No one loves to be a failure, not even the Mad Man on the street. But they don’t see it that way, they feel I love and enjoy sitting at home, #Chuckles… My mates are in college, in this side of the world, it is all or nothing. And it hurts the Heart to think of it. That’s why I hardly Smile, it’s not hunger, I stayed 6yrs straight up in High school with hunger as my best friend and still I wore a happy face all the time. They don’t care how you feel, all they care about is their Status amongst their mate, the pride of saying “I HAVE KIDS IN THE UNIVERSITY” they don’t really care about your wellbeing.
The Doctor says I’m suffering from Depression, and that I should deal with it the right way, and stop thinking too much, take life as it is, for it’s not how fast but how well. Although many have been Super-Fast and yet Awesome. One thing I’ve learnt, is TO BE CAREFUL WITH WHOM I PUT MY TRUST IN. One could say ITS BETTER TO TRUST THE DEVIL, CUS WITH HIM YOU ARE SURE OF BETRAYAL, THAN HUMANS OR SO CALLED FRIENDS AND FAMILY WHOM ARE HIGHLY UNPREDICTABLE, and FOR EVEN THIS KEYBOARD, I KNOW HAS BETRAYED MY MINDS IMMEDIATE THOUGHT.