I'm never the one who accepts Change but i've changed
not by will but by reality
it stares you down until it has it's way
I'm a care taker by nature
hearing the words goodbye is the worst thing by far
funny enough this word has taken center stage in my life
i've always been sweet no matter what happened to me in the past or happening to me currently

at twelve years the little girl thwalenhle had to attend her mother's funeral service
shared one tear for her mother...
"i refused to cry for her "
she's still here
her eyes was love
her touch every touch told a story
her spirit is all around me
i just know it
it must be
it must be her
who i feel at my happiest hour
who i feel when i cry in despair in moments of sorrows

as she went down in her closed casket
for the first and last time holding her baby brother in her hand
disbelief was the first thing
and she stared at the door ever since in hopes of her return i'll never give up on it.
i will await for the return no matter how long it takes
wrote a hate speech to goodbyes

ignorance never skips a beat as lighting strikes again at the same spot
losing two parents is exhorting even if it's years part . can never be ready; can nerver be experience ;no lesson learned.
It's just time ending for a specific person.
that kills a part me
in a fond memory it was 2004 i was a little girl thwalenhle the dark beauty
all toddler are chanting and playful so was i. i do not remember when i was not a beyonce fun

to be continued. ...
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