U say u will love her for ever but do u know forever is ever rough
For Eve, Adam had to sacrifice himself to spread the love
Love a lady and she'll act like a lad with an ex searching for Y
Y do we tend to love the people who hurt us and hurt those who love us
See we tend to tend to thorny roses that rouse unexplainable emotions
Knowing very well that a hoe is meant for weeding out weeds
We put ourselves in the line of fire, getting high of the love the heart bleeds
What hope is there in loving a hopeless person
Unless he/she is a hopeless romantic
Of what gain is it to love someone who frequents a bar?
That's just useless bargaining
Because somehow u gain bars that end up making u a spiritual barren
U watch her get drunk of the booze and u drown in hundred boos as u lose your dignity trying to offer yourself a truce
You see behind closed doors is a door clause that says never open up
To some everyday is the 25th bcoz they feel Christ must(Christmas) save them
They die so slowly trying to illuminate thoughts of a chandelier specialist
She came a long way but she somehow went the wrong way
The short of it is she never gets short of shot filled thoughts
All she thinks about is rocking shot shorts over her jelly ass
Ladies no longer get jealous of her jelly ass bcoz she's an ass to everyone
A rose no longer? A horse no stronger than the lows of a goner
Its time she aborts the pregnant cloud of tears behind her eyes
She no longer falls asleep but fall for peeps who never peek into her soul
She rocks and roll in bed tryna tell her brain not to play that rock n roll
She for sure fell from the ceiling to the floor way below the equilibrium price
Her priceless soul she sold for more than a milli back when she was a sophomore
This days all that she does is have casual sex
Casual sex in the sense that the boys only pay 2 cents
She spins around on the chandelier just so she could feel like her world is being spun around
She fails to shun the liar who led her astray when she was homeward bound
She falls victim to getting cursive curses from blessers who promise pipeline blessings
When they line the pipe and push in, she no longer feels a thing coz her virginal doors are wide open
She wants to stop living like this but she just can't
Her life is twisted coz that's how she styles her hair
She can truly attest to the fact that 'life is a bitch'
Bcoz she is a victim of a bitch spirit that has a strong hold on her
So she just goes around pollinating polluted minds
She no longer cares about the stigma of being labelled a bitch
She simply smokes weed and shoots for the moon like a pistol
But when she comes down, her world also comes tumbling down
Her world of evil systems and legions comes crushing down
Snaky thoughts start to sneak into her already poisonous mind
Making her feel like Medusa
©Manqoba Ngwenya 2016
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