Why Me
it's me they dream of
in their half sleeps
why me?
even the kids ridicule me
only the maids adore me
it's me they yearn to kiss
the beauty princesses don't see future with me
i cry,because i'm all alone
no one sees my tears
because i'm out of love
and i don't have any friends
i'm smart,with no one to trust
why me?
old friends dis me for my past
punks warn their girls about me
why me?
my mama thought i was good for nothing
Copyright © Emmanuel Balele | Year Posted 2005
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