Benjamin Wiche (12/02/1986 / Port Harcourt)
Me, myself and I
I've got no fear like a drunk moved by beer,
I follow the pace, never to leave any space,
I hate vacuum, so i fill every room, forgot my
name once and was told it's Ben, .
I put it all in my head trying never to forget,
knowing who I am first, before trying to know
Not loving imitations, they've all got
Get the right attitude that make people strive to
be like you, when you don't hurry, you don't
worry, creating life story that ends in glory.
I try not to regret what i've done but regret what
i never did,
Like vinegar it taste, when my time I waste with
the one's that don't appreciate but I don't
retaliate, it's easy to hate, hard to relate.
Upholding my character when my reputation they
try to scatter,
Making sure they see me at the peak, their heart
skip one beat, they sit down and hear me speak,
Getting an attitude that suit my magnitude,
making it a habit i can't quit...
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