Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The black and white

Is clear to see

It's shades of grey

Are puzzling me

Shades of feeling like

My body's buried deep,

Half asleep, half asleep.

It's a very deep hole,

With very steep sides,

I can't climb out

I'm trapped inside

It's a very deep hole,

With very steep sides

I can't climb out

Lord knows I've tried,

But I'm trapped inside

You know I've tried,

But I'm trapped inside.

What is it with me,

I make no sense

Why is itI talk in future tense.

When I'm s'posed to sing

My voice it goes to shout

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