Monday, 3 December 2007

I'm about to snap

I don't really want to snap, but i'm about to
Lord i'm about to
Tired of being disrespected, then neglected, then rejected
First you kiss on me
Then you piss on me
Then you wish i was gone

Tired of being the only one loving
while you are out clubbing
What am i; nothing?
I'm disgusted, cos in you i trusted
I feel like bursting a ..........

Why is my sista disregarded
broken hearted, pimped and proded
You get her knocked up then you get locked up
Why is my sista wearing sunglasses
Why is she asking where the abortion clinic at?
All cos you wanted to be the man

Let me try and compose myself
Lord where are you now
What am i supposed to do
Give me an exit route Lord
Cos i'm about to snap

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oya now... acknowledge the author! Abi u don become poet?