poems and thoughts

searching

A world, black and white
all the colours despite
you think in white
you think in black
but what you'll never get
you're gonna grow
to such a lovely flower
never beeing hit
from such cold shower
searching for some good in the world
when there only is so much hurt
bleeding you out
making you shout
out loud
'til the pain has vanished
and your about
to see a cloud
that looks like her
'cause you prefer
to live in black and white
and hide
the truth while everyone's talking
to you and you hear
no more fear
so you can live
alone
heart of stone
they'll never break a single bone
of you
or your worst enemy
because he, my dear
is now free
and you'll stand there forever
forever without colours
cause you decided to never show
how you felt so low
but you wanted to grow
so you chose to stay
not even beeing grey.