23/08/2026
Now that I am 40 and I wear skirts!
Now that i mentor little girls once just like me,
Do you still not love me!
I was a headache that looked as innocent
Free yet bound in the fantasy of freedom
I was myself, yet my father searched for me
Down to earth and yet they saw none of me
I was cool and I could be a good girl friend
I was taken, yes by myself,
In high school, I was my only dream, I loved!
I loved myself most, yet they called me attention seeker.
Imagination Pompilla
Pompilla Poems
Introducing the next school in partnership.
Engaging these beautiful girls to assess their needs prior to the program coming to their school.
