Sitting in my African Lit class I kinda dazed out and wrote this.
The boy next to me in class read it and smiled looking at me with this confused look on his face I yet to understand.
Enjoy, hope you understand.
Sometimes the Question Is Simple
Will it hurt
If you drop me
Will I cry
If you dare
Should I challenge
Your intentions
Should I be certain
That you care
I trust you
With my heart
But tell me boy
Am I being smart
Be honest with me
Even if I hurts
I need to know
If I should prepared to be hurt
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