More Than Just a Wish

Since I joined my current school it has been quite hard to fit in. People in my school are in the upper class. It itches sometimes and maybe all the time. I want to be like them when I grow up and when I get there, I'll be a proud and independent lass. So it has become sort of a motivation. I want to study harder and harder and grab one of the brightest futures. Based on a real life experience. Read through.

I have been here for nearly an year but the impact is still the same. It follows me like a shadow, and eats me up like a hungry lion. I wish I was like them, that I would dress like them, talk like them, and be beautiful like them. I wish I wish! That's the only thing I can do for now. Is there a way we can interchange our lives even just for a moment? Because, I would never let go.

They drive to school, I walk. They eat nice food at lunch time, that I can barely afford not unless I want to "chonga viazi". They dress to kill, I dress to attempt to kill. They use Mac makeup but I use signature lipstick whereas, the rest of my makeup have a funny label. But at least I can fake a good image.They either have a British or American accent, while i am still struggling to speak fluent kawaida English.

I don't think I want this to last, because being " hustler" is frustrating. Hard-work will help me be like them. That makes me smile and get up every morning, keeping in mind that I can always change my current situation. Because, the future is in my hands.  I gotta do this. Rest assured, I'll catch up one day.