Thabang Ngoma Poet Lyric

So My Soul

I suit up my manhood
Yeah it’s a choking tie
I put on a pleasant mood
Otherwise you could die

The world outside’s a pain
So painkillers I swallow
Wash down with champagne
To drown my hollow sorrow

I’m a living scarecrow
Mimic death before I die
I listen to Casting Crowns
So my soul wont fry

I'm an empty rocking chair
What happened, you poor babe?
Love dissolved my polished floor
Ask me why I'm so unhappy

It’s because she left
And the moment she did
My whole world cleft
And a part of me died

I miss her aroma
Her refreshing beauty
She was my mirror
Now a shattered a memory

My heart is a ghost town
After seven years' bad luck
Someone save me, I'm going down
So my soul wont bake

The politics of religion
Got me wishing I could
Design my own heaven
Why not, maybe I should

So I write poetry
I’m not so good I admit
It’s a pathetic misery
But I know she’d love it

My mind is a ghetto
I’m addicted to pain-
Killers, must escape the gutter
So my soul won’t burn

I choose to be a hollow 
So my soul wont break
I choose to be a shadow
So my soul wont wake

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