Everything is just black and white.
It doesn't matter if it's wrong or right.
Nobody cares, nobody tries.
In this wrold, it's just a bunch of lies.
Why oh why, these questions fill my head.
As i lay here hiding under my bed.
Everyone is fake, nobody is real.
What's their problem? whats their deal?
I'm surronded by lairs, I'm surrounded by hate.
What's with life.. is this my fate?
You're just another tool, another puppet on my hand.
Boo-hoo, get over it, you ruined this land.
Inside you're a wicked little witch.
And long ago your innocent you ditched.
Don't cross me my friend.
If you do, you'll meet your end.
It's doesn't matter if it's wrong or right.
Because in this life, Its just black nad white.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem