Life with Las B...

I weep! I read a post on Facebook about the experiences of Nigerians abroad, and the circumstances that they are forced to resort to just to get permanent residence or asylum from a foreign country. So Apparently, from the post, the affected guy had to resort to pretending to be gay and undergoing test in form of having sexual relations with a man from there, so as to prove that indeed he wasn't lying. The partner that he had claimed previously, had decided not to go through same process and was forced to return to Nigeria whilst he was able to get his papers. Not only is the above situation appalling but also the fact that Nigerians are forced to act unlike themselves because they are not safe in their country. There is no hope for them and probably, they are in search for opportunities so as to feed their families. Most times I wonder how and why we got to this extent. I weep, so hard for my country. As cliché as it sounds, the future seems bleak no matter how someone looks

Firstly, I am not a rich kid My family are living on average I very much cannot afford some certain things that I would have loved to! But it's okay It's some sort of motivation To know that I should hustle and make something for myself Although I talk about tryna doing something for myself, it's difficult when I have not found something to do! People tell me that I should be a writer But it's difficult knowing fully well that I am not a fiction writer As of the moment, I cannot imagine a fictional character and flaws to save my life My vocabulary aren't even that developed I still struggle over some words It's hard when you know you are searching for something but you don't know what it is Arguably, when I speak People claim I use big English Mayhaps, it is the intonation I have made out for myself Regardless, I am not where I want to be I have not done much with my life Though I'm still 19, but time isn't necessarily by my side.