GROWING UP

As a child growing up has been different, i watch as others relate in their home and i wonder why they are different from us, growing up has been tough, having to finish secondary school and entering university has just been grace, people look and me and say, you are in 400l now, you are lucky o! I remember when i wore my graduation gown, my mum shed tears, tears because it was just a surprise for her that one of her daughter its finally out of secondary school, i cried too cause i am done with school and am about to face the other side of life. 

Sometimes i wonder what people admire about me, i sit i and wonder, growing was never great, i stayed home for half a term and as far as i can remember i would write and always pass, i under stood life so well at a tender age which was a good thing, whenever i call home from school to ask for pocket money and my dad says there is no money o! I will say OK and not bother too much about it. i talk like its easy it was never easy, never!

I just wondered if i was born with a silver spoon in my mouth if i would be as wise