I miss you so much
I cant get you out of my mind
Im feeling soo very sad
This is something i can no longer hide
I feel the tears come from my face
Thinking that i want to leave this place
And go back home and smell the air
Knowing im in a place were everyone will care
Oh the drums filling the air
And the fresh scent of my mothers cooking
And see my baby brother there
And at your face i would be looking
I miss the fresh African beat
Running through my vains
Im purely African and i know this
I will never say your name in vain
I just wish i could be right on you
And feel at home and not so sad
Oh how i wish i was with you
And not feeling inside so bad
But i have to keep on moving
Knowing this life i did not pick
But i will always miss South Africa
My home..i am home sick
*Not one of my better poems but im seriously home sick and wish i was with my mother and brother...just writing a poem bout that...oh well... what can i do but live lyf ....anyway ..just put my problems aside*
