My next year

I want to be a strong courageous and outgoing woman,I don;t want to re my mistakes, being lazy, being a pass, not getting up early for the sake of .... closing them eyes and being a slave to ...nothing. I dont want to complain, I want to be complainless woman, cuz I think every time I complain my skin darkens and my eyes tear and my mouth wrinkles. I want to be soft, beautiful smart and happy.  I want to make him want me...always. Africa is my beauty centre, Sudan is my beauty woman, and I am the outcome of my life, tries, patience, days and nights, kisses, temptations, writings, readings, makings, eatings, lovings and joy. I am the result of well done eye liner and unbroken lipstick, the redness oozing bravery and never despair. I never want to despair. and blusher is the colour of secret. for to keep it right you gotta keep it tight. and music is encouragement to never die while you live. it breaks my heart to hear youngsters unable to understand the freedom of beautiful music. I need this. Being in this mess to become clear, being in this dirt to become clean, being in this disorganisation to become organised, being in this madness to become sane.