Hard To Understand
An immortal sadness, an eternal loneliness
Pretentious happiness and painted smiles
A life forcefully lived
And a journey made up of mosaic tiles
A penny for your thoughts
And 2 more rands for your heart
You’re my rose without thorns
Yet still I suffer at your touch
Manipulate me with your charms
And once again get your way
Promise to come back to my arms
And yet another lie it had to stay
I’d rather be your fool then a fool to loneliness
Even if it means dancing to a rhythm less tune
Stupid I remain for your controlling ways
Funny how scent lingers with me right through noon
Mpho Lebohang Mokhele
Copyright © Mpho Mokhele | Year Posted 2011
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