Who here affi attend school?

I know all ah we affi have we brain drain day in and day out

Trying to make it.

The life we live ridden with mothers who yell, fathers who hit

They will bring you down,

Say, “ Turn that frown upside down

All while whispering sweet nothings

Sayin’ you got this, shoot for the stars and

Don’t look back, Don’t look back, Don’t look here (hair)

Coiling around us

It traps you, it traps us in a circle

Coiling twining, draining our brains, brain drain

It keeps us moving, forward in a circle

We are trapped. It is a trap

So educated we’re no longer integrated, feeling isolated

No longer a part of the home where food couldn’t make it to the table

And a walk from one end to the other of Tobago is the norm.

I remember they used to say

Don’t look back, Don’t look back, don’t look here

Look here (hair)

Not rolling, twisting, only releasing me.

I am free. I am a success,

Because I made it.

I got the scholarship.