It is a hard thing when black and white turn to gray
I have no where to go and nothing to say
Every night I lay in bed and pray
Wishing God to send answers my way
Clinging to what I thought I knew
Having no idea what I should do
These lies they eat me from the inside out
I always feel like I could cry and pout
It really makes me want to shout!
So many things I wish I could tell you
But if you knew what would we do
It would possibly lead to a really good screw
But that would be it and then we'd be through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
:) amazing poem MGT, i know exactly what you're going through ~