The Rockstar.

by Mpho Lebohang Mokhele   Jan 26, 2008


He was going on a trip
His bands name was the flip
Every time they went on shows
He'd kiss his girlfriend right on her nose

"I'll be back honey"
That�s what he said
As he packed his suitcase
Made of wood and lead

They went from town to town
And city to city
He'd never loose it
He always stayed witty

And even though he was in the light
And he could never be brighter
He never forgot his girl
The one that rocked his world

He flew like a bird
But never lost his wings
He never forgot where he started
And where it all begins

Till one day he returned
Like most birds do
He wanted to see his lover
And finally make her say 'I do'

But then he met his horror
When the woman of his dreams
Layed in the arms of a stranger
Instead of his

He secluded himself
Cause all he had been... Himself
And it was himself
That he wanted to get rid of

Till one day
He said "it's the day"
When he did it
He took it all away

He got his revolver
And thought it's his solver
Of many problems ahead
And then sat on his bed

He loaded his gun
And recited one line

"If love beith with me... Wouldn't I be happy?"
Which ended in a loud sound?
Much like clapping.

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