Let’s have fun then take a hug for the last time,
I’m sorry, but of course it’s over this time,
Nothing’s wrong but I just needed some freedom,
Freedom that may perhaps give me wisdom,
Wisdom that was tied by chains of Mr. Love,
He’s not Love but he’s the imitation of Love,
Cause I know Love, he don’t do things this way,
So let’s be friends, maybe it’s better that way,
Since this may be love, but the one that’s not good for me,
And I know love, but this one is strange to me,
So take your love and keep it, then set me free.
A week may pass, maybe two or three,
Without even thinking of spending time with me,
When I need you, you seem to be so busy,
Busy with what? Answering you is not easy,
To you, love seems to be less important,
I give you eighty, then you give me twenty per cent,
Remember it ought to be fifty-fifty,
But at this time I don’t want you to feel guilty,
Cause this may be love, but the one that’s not good for me,
And I know love, but this one is strange to me,
So take your love and keep it, then set me free.
My daily decisions decides my destiny,
Neither Devil nor darkness may decide my destiny,
Deep down in the depth of a deserted Dreamland full of drought,
I lie down and digest my thoughts,
Asking myself several questions
That can’t be answered unless given attention,
Is It love that make good things delay?
Is it love that makes you to do things this way?
If it’s love, then it’s not good for me,
Cause I know love, but this one is strange to me,
So take your love and keep it, then set me free.
Da’Kgoyi
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