Intro:
Not out of anger but out of love…
Bongi, the boy who had to face his childhood without his momma
What’s more pain, no-one ever leveled with him the situation
I apologise for, for any negativity sensed
Guess it comes as a result of psychological damage deep in me
Hope the, the air is cleared at the end of this song
Chorus:
Listen to my verse and sing along with the chorus
It’s nothing but my truest feelings in ink
And they rhyme along with my actions
Life happened but I still can’t define it
There’s a new answer to that every day
Verse1:
Little boy forget the family, it’s time to meet strangers
Faces you never saw before, languages you never thought existed
Anything against your will?
It will to be separated from the breast that fed you, don’t recall who said
I was enough
Or will I ever because 21 years later the hunger still haunts me
Never nice to be away from people you saw when you first opened your eyes
When you said your said your first ever words, you called on them
Who said what’s best for me was to be away from my better half that I loved
Since my embryo days
For carrying me while I was yet to learn a thing in this world, let alone to
Walk on my own
Story of my life
The events that got me acting this way my whole life, if you didn’t know me
Then
You do now, Bongi
Chorus:
Listen to my verse and sing along with the chorus
It’s nothing but my truest feelings in ink
And they rhyme along with my actions
Life happened but I still can’t define it
There’s a new answer to that every day
When my mom told me we going to be separated, of course I never said a word
Back ‘cause I never knew one back then, but her words cut a piece
From my heart…
Tears of rejection, feeling of being neglected was so intense I barely
Heard her explanation.
Even to date, I am still wondering what she said and
That’s when I realized how much pain’s in me right now
I don’t know how to feel anymore
Verse 2:
Baby Bongi, the name I recall from my toddler days, my name changed
Don’t know who assumed it was a name I never wanted, but who has ever hated
The motherly name
How did it come about that I had a new identity, how do you address to me
An orphan or a boy from a broken home
But she, my mom is still breathing, just don’t understand why she aint
Looking
For her little boy to come back home
The treatment was so fine I forgot to ask even though I remain with no answers
Maybe I’ll see the day I find peace in my heart, it’s just clear she had
No clue as to how I truly felt
It’s only upon realization that you’ve been lost that you start looking
For thyself
Story of my life
If you can relate, just reach out and touch me
Outro:
In the search of truth I found that she took of never to return again, no
Wonder I couldn’t rest, how do you make peace with that.
It’s just sad to spend years looking for someone thinking they will fill the gap when found,
Instead they extend it.
She doesn’t care enough to pay me a visit and the
Debt still stands, I am sleeping my 376th night without receiving her call and
I can’t stop wondering if looking for her was a mistake
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