A brother from another mother
He got your back always when no one else did
A brother from another mother
He is always there even when u are defeated
A brother from another mother
He reminds you of the lyrics to you favourite songs
A brother from another mother
He corrects you when you are wrong
A brother from another mother
He is always there even when the world rejects you
A brother from another mother
Tells you that you are the best even when you are not
Even when you are in the mood of despondency
He gives u reason to keep your hopes alive
A brother from another mother
He is more than just a brother

Am sorry
I don't know quite
how to make things better between us
What I did was foolish and impulsive
If I could take it back I 'll do so instantly
Words will not be able to ever express
How sorry I am for this
For the multitude of mistakes and harms
I have caused
I felt so ashamed for what I had done
I don't have any excuse
I did what I did
I take full responsibility for my mistakes and actions
I truly don't mean to hurt you in anyway
I can start by saying
Am sorry
I really am

Am free, yet am not
I look straight to the mirror
I saw a man who looks exactly like me
I saw a man who has fought for his freedoms
A man who has gone through chains
A man who has gone through hard labours
A man who has served for years to gain his freedom
But when I join the real world
Never knew is a world full with pains
A world full with sorrows and agony
A world full of deceits
I always think about my serving days as a slave
Being chained and feed all day long
But I can't go back anymore
Am free, yet I can't breath without fighting for air
Am free, yet I can't eat food worth eating
Am free, yet I can't go places worth going
Am free, yet I can't say words worth saying Am free, yet I can't date a girl worth dating
Am free yet, I can't do things worth doing
Sometimes I think being chained and feed all day as a slave  is better than being a free man In this wicked world
Freedoms only come when you stop breathing
Freedom only exist in the world of fantasies Am free, yet am not

Goodnight Karin Naude
When I say goodnight
Is not a formality
Nor due to free text messages
It has a silent way of saying
I remember every beautiful moments we share by day
We are friends from far away
Every nights we play the game
We talk about families and about our day
Darkness is everywhere
The birds are back to there nets
The road is cool and quiet
Everyone has gone to bed
But am awake just to say goodnight
Night is a nice gift from God
So open it by closing your eyes
You will see another sweet world waiting for you
I want you to know that I remember you in my last minute of the day by saying
Goodnight to you Karin Naude

Mr. Invincible
Mr. Unkillable
Mr. just walks away
I wish I knew the exact percent
of how close I came to death
or how close I came to ******
it seems as if
there is a God out there somewhere
who had different plans for me
The EMT's were shocked
by how little was wrong with me
and I signed the refusal form
and walked back out into the night
Mr. Invincible
but for how long?