lost

I no say this life na turn by turn, But e con be like say na only me dey suffer. I just dey try try, I don try tire, no way forward. Omo, at this point, na to just stay low, Anything wey wan happen, make e happen jare. But come to think of it, if I quit now, I go dey at a disadvantage. Me wey don dey struggle To get on my feet since this year. And who knows? The time might be nearer than I think. Wo, make I push am small, I fit jam my lucky day soon. At this point, no going back.