Ayakha Sidumo (Cape Town Artist)
You trying to make me give up is not gonna work.
You trying to make me feel restless is not gonna work.
Well, maybe it can. But who are you to tell me that I’m not capable?
Who are you to make me feel unseen?
I try to fight, but I fight so weakly.
And yes, negative words aren’t for the weak.
I need to make sure I fight.
The way they see you is their reflection, not yours.
Keeping me underground isn’t gonna work because I learned the hard way.
I’m like a tree with green leaves, and who are you to tell me that I will not work out?
Your past doesn’t describe you.
I’m a seed; bury me I will come back stronger than before