(This is a story, about a young girl
Who is figuring out the answers to the question, why?
Why me, Why her?)
(Him: Uhm, Awe masekind, uhm, how about I take you out tonight? You looking nice, you looking fresh, you looking like someone that i can, bless.
Her: Uhm, I don't know man, it's not really my vibe, you know, im not really in that mood but )
(Auntie, koop vir my asseblief a pakkie brood auntie, kanala auntie.)
This is our Prayer
My heart is crying out in despair
Oh Whoa Oh
When we try move forward
The world goes against
Our word
Why is it that
You do not want us here
Living our life in fear
Please ask yourself
Why is it that
When we are on our
We became vulnerable
Cos you fear our power
Why is it that
You please your ego and sanity
By controlling and hurting me
But its you thats losing control
This is my Prayer
My heart is crying out in despair
When we try move forward
The world goes against
Our word
This is our Prayer
I see the colours