Now instead of getting your texts,
I'm sitting in bed With tears in my eyes...

In a world where I am Christen Kuikoua,
Yet each day, I question if it's truly me...

In the quiet quest of self, a name unfolds,
Christen Kuikoua, a story yet to be told...

You were my Neighbor for lots of Ages
You and I was inseparable...

Dear future
I am Sorry...

See Dark skin just mean more sun block,
it got absolutely nothing to do with 'Races...

Mom, your love is a mystery:
How can you do it all...

Never Compete
with Artificial intelligence...