In my thoughts, in my head, in my journal. Here.
Win your battle before you come home to mine.
Don’t remind me the trails of footsteps I face everyday.
It’s not enough to live young, wild and free because I know of places that don’t bring me such experiences.
Hold onto the existence, let what you have to say complement mine. Let what you have to give add up.
Don’t scare me with silence. Don’t tell me I’m too young to learn what grey hair can teach. It’s my cup of tea.
I am not here to prove how much neither do I seek accomplishments that will one day be forgotten.
I’ve been told countless times to win, win and win but I never got led to. My bruises, pain, tears, countless failures equals me.
Give me what you call wisdom, give me peace of mind. I’ll find my fun,my energy, my space and most importantly, me in all of it. Let me be.
Ageing is just a state of mind.
Dyna Ekwueme Copyright, 2016.