Black World
I´m living in a world of pain and darkness,
it´s full of chaos, it´s a total mess.
The people there don´t say much,
they never talk, they only watch.
They´re looking at you with their big, black eyes,
they don´t care if somebody lives or dies.
They only feel pain and nothing more,
they don´t care if they are rich or poor.
Whatever you do, they don´t care,
whatever you feel, you can´t share.
They don´t have feelings, it´s not their fault,
they´re black now but once they were gold.
Once they were happy, happy to live,
their world was beautifull and they had much to give.
Suddenly something changed, I don´t know what,
but the clear blue water turned into mudd.
The beautifull world it once was will never come back,
cause no one sees the gold, they only see the black.
And I can´t tell you how afraid I am,
I´m so afraid of turning into one of them...
it´s full of chaos, it´s a total mess.
The people there don´t say much,
they never talk, they only watch.
They´re looking at you with their big, black eyes,
they don´t care if somebody lives or dies.
They only feel pain and nothing more,
they don´t care if they are rich or poor.
Whatever you do, they don´t care,
whatever you feel, you can´t share.
They don´t have feelings, it´s not their fault,
they´re black now but once they were gold.
Once they were happy, happy to live,
their world was beautifull and they had much to give.
Suddenly something changed, I don´t know what,
but the clear blue water turned into mudd.
The beautifull world it once was will never come back,
cause no one sees the gold, they only see the black.
And I can´t tell you how afraid I am,
I´m so afraid of turning into one of them...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Tux: | Donderdag, april 24, 2003 16:03 |
| Paint it black | |
| Angel_14: | Donderdag, januari 16, 2003 21:26 |
| mooi gedicht stéphanie! helemaal mee eens! liefs, anneleen |
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| Rimjam: | Woensdag, januari 15, 2003 11:51 |
| Know that I care.... maar dat weet je misschien ondertussen al... En jou hartje blijft van goud, dat kan niemand zomaar verandere of van je afpakken. knuffel Miriam |
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| Wim Meeus: | Dinsdag, januari 14, 2003 23:19 |
| Inderdaad verkeerde boel ... Een geluk dat er nog wel degelijk anderen zijn. Groetjes van Wim |
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| Auteur: Child Of Darkness | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 januari 2003 | ||
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