This passion is killing me!

By Lindelwa Tshabalala


I can’t take it anymore,
I know I can-
Why do I have to school-?
When this passion is popping off my head?
I want to make my dreams come true-
Now! I want to do everything I want,
Now!
This passion is killing me!
I can’t take a book to study the science
While I know my heart is in the Art
So different worlds-
Where are people like me?
Why is there only one or two people
Who understand me- Not so well!
This passion in me is better than love
This passion in me is more amazing than Getting all As!
I want to make my dreams come true –
Now!
It’s killing me like soldiers at war
It is murdering me like a bomb
Falling-
The people on the same page as me
Are too far-
They’re found on the deep internet pages-
I can’t seem, to trust people
They don’t understand my passion
They lack the fever!
They want to be scientists
They want to be loved by their lovers
But all I want to do is to make my dreams
Come true
The passion is poisoning me