My whole world is crumbling yet I am smiling. No one knows how bitter and dead I am inside. Everyone believes i am doing great and okay, sees me as Pablo but Kobo I don’t have. My school fees, hostel rent, they are all gazing at me with no help from anywhere. How I survive each day is God. Been singing Miracle no dey tire jesus, it’s me that knows what’s biting my foot. One day, my story will inspire the young and I will be able to tell them Suicide is never an option because I am a survivor