http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sasa%20W The original writings of author Asha W en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033149 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We live in aworld that judges. So I put my mask on, paint it the best that I can. It is notbeautiful, I know. But at least it conceals my flaws. Seeing life as a stage, Ipretend to be somebody so I can be accepted, so I can be happy. But little didI know that life should not be about finding.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sasa-W/1724514/ For Dad,I’m sorry for being such a hypocrite.When I said that I was okaywith mom’s death, but refused to get out of bed afterwardsWhen I told you it was becauseyou were never home, truth was I just simply missed momWhen I refused to have a newmom, although I knew yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sasa-W/1722562/ its a poem about that I made in spare time, enjoy :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sasa-W/445791/