A dream
by Mpendulo Mabindisa aka King jnr
Last night I dreamt of a dream
A voice of a dead body but a living soul so close telling me I was born for this
I’m young trying to live dreams always in my space working well I’m just being me
I can go out on weekends poison myself and update on Facebook that I’m having fun
I see my brothers and sisters wasting time
Me begging that they loan me some
Irrelevant to some of my friends I’m out here in the cold chasing dreams while they make a run
My 9 to 5 doesn’t pay much so that means I can’t get everything my mama wants
But I enjoy waking up in the morning getting ready to go to work it’s what I love.
A voice of a dead body but a living soul so close telling me I was born for this
I’m young trying to live dreams always in my space working well I’m just being me
I can go out on weekends poison myself and update on Facebook that I’m having fun
I see my brothers and sisters wasting time
Me begging that they loan me some
Irrelevant to some of my friends I’m out here in the cold chasing dreams while they make a run
My 9 to 5 doesn’t pay much so that means I can’t get everything my mama wants
But I enjoy waking up in the morning getting ready to go to work it’s what I love.
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