When my blunders are always a present,
When my reference are people graver than me,
How can I be free of this?
No happiness or joy,
No love but hate in my soul.
A betrayer, a thief, and a liar
An outcast among those who call you friend,
How do I believe in what we are?
What I said and did always haunting me.
The best of us is just but a glimpse,
Moments that fade away like seconds,
Nothing is permanent, I am always off your presence,
How can I find my identity?
You say you love me,
When my acts are of the unlovable,
You say we are my strong,
When all I have to offer are weaknesses,
You say we are,
When I cannot trust your promises.
Free me from my past,
Today will be yesterday.
Tomorrow will be today.
I will always be aware of my actions.
Make the best out of my present.
LIFE'S PARTS by Mogesa Edward 
Winning at the game that is life. 1st step know thyself, 2nd accept thyself 3rd Make thyself better everyday. Good piece Edward.
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Thank you brother
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Inspiring work
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How can I be? The persona feels down most of the time despite all the highs. I’m sure at one point in life we’ve been through such a feeling. A feeling of complete loss, even despite all else being well. And still, how can I be?🤔
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