@mayowa_580: The “could have been” man. #whatcouldhavebeen #anotherlife #wakeup #carpediem #now

beautyndoma :

The beauty of poetry is making pain sound like art.You did that here.😒

千乇爪|ㄒ乇 :

you should have noticed me that every night I visit your page and I have never commented but today I just want to let you know that you are very good at this 🐥😳

Bismarkerchan 💕💸 :

mayowa I have three retakes, advice me,I want to quit studies

Spencer Jones :

DAY 109:still here cheering you on

5️⃣0️⃣☠️🦅 :

Life is not easy in my 20’s 😔😔

Fa-Rah :

I'm at the beginning again 😭😭

Chisom Kelvin :

You destroyed me🥲

BARILEDUM 🤍🚀 :

Experience 🤦

Samswaggs :

Day 92 Broski❤️,rocking with you always

Dahab :

God 😭 why does it feel like I'm guilty of this 😞

Jerry :

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓✨ :

he is the only one

Wills ✝️ :

Bro 🥺

Wizkid fc 🦅 :

mentor 💯

friday_oko_kenny :

😞😔☹️

LOST💔 :

😪🥹

CHISKID_FX :

🙏🙏🙏

Dolly P :

🥺

Pero🎧🌏 :

TWENTY AND CLIMBING The irony comes when you realize the time you've invested wasn't always invested well. The peaceful nights you cherished could have become mornings of progress. Oh, youth, you are now twenty and climbing. What do you see when you look ahead? Endless bliss, or a quiet void? Wealth... or endless depths? Oh, youth, you are now twenty and climbing. "No time," the voice keeps saying. "What are you doing with the one you have?" Endless wishes, yet no vision of reality. Oh, youth, you are now twenty and climbing. How I wish we had understood earlier that age was never just a number. It was a clock, quietly counting every moment, asking what we would become before the hands moved on. Oh, youth, you are now twenty and climbing.