<--6:50 PM January 22, 2004-->
STAND UP AND BE COUNTED GIRL...
It's Time to face the Harsh Realities of Growing Up.
Love No longer comes in Pretty Boxes with Shiny Bows...
Rise up.
Rise up Sweet Girl..
No one Person should be your Whole World...
Surely by now you have Realized.
That Your Happiness should not revolve around the Person
Who has taken up the Space between your Thighs....
But still you Choose to Walk thru Life.
With your Eyes Wide Shut...
You have become the Very Girl you Despise.
You make Excuses for Yourself and even Believe your own Lies..
It Hurts like Hell to be Alone.
But Rest assure at the days End.
You will be Accountable for the wild oats you've Sewn...
Look at your Face in the Mirror Girl
Cause Happiness doesn't Look like That.
I AM STILL IN KENYA BE BACK ON THE 24TH
LOVE YOU DEJA....