Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

“It’s been days… no one has picked me yet. I was fresh… bright… full of life. But now… I can feel myself slowly fading. Why does everyone choose the perfect ones… and leave me behind? I’m still good… I still have value… I just needed a little sooner… a little care… Before it’s too late…” 👉 Tone: s…

“It’s been days… no one has picked me yet. I was fresh… bright… full of life. But now… I can feel myself slowly fading. Why does everyone choose the perfect ones… and leave me behind? I’m still good… I still have value… I just needed a little sooner… a little care… Before it’s too late…” 👉 Tone: sad, slow, emotional 👉 Voice: soft, slightly shaky