Faith Chepkurui
By Faith chepkirui. (favoured F).
In between the week,
I have grown weak.
Who said the week was sleek?
Days vanished so quick,
It was a little ransack.
I’m tired.
Cats all along,
I was cut uknowing,
So I expect unknown.
Being a meek, I expect nice.
For I worked like a brainiac.
I’m tired.
Who doesn’t know I’m stress allergic?
I had to avoid stress brace.
It’s been by the grace,
for I have finished the race.
I’m tired.
Issue is not the rate,
For I know how to relate.
The week has been so busy,
I expected it kill,
But it wasn’t my will.
I’m tired.
I knew the tricks of Armstrong,
So I exist strong.
I’m tired.
@faith chepkirui. (favoured F).
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