Treasure Island

Alone Soul


About a girl


A sheet of empty canvas
a sheet of empty clay
they took it in their hands
and molded everyday

A sheet of empty canvas
a sheet of empty clay
they tried to draw a picture
painted all black and grey

a dark sheet of canvas
lost in the shadow of life
drifting further everyday
getting darker everynight

a dark sheet of canvas
noone wishes to see
noone to put some colors
how beautiful it could be

I'm sorry
wish I could help ya
I know that ur hurt
and I can feel ur pain

I'm sorry
that noone ever told ya
this life is for real
dont take it for a game

this life is so beautiful
and beauty fades fast

In this dark sheet of canvas
this girl's portrayed
never saw the colors
now she just tears away

Submitted: Friday, January 01, 2010

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