Behind those blue eyes

Is there an ocean?

an ocean that I swim in

an that gives me no limits

an ocean that says you love me

Behind those blue eyes

Is there a sky?

a sky that’s not blue

but dark as night

a sky that says you hate me

So I sit and wonder

what’s behind those eyes

those blue eyes you have

the ones that hurt me,

love me, heal me, and hate me

all in one day

Take my hand

I’ll take you on a journey

Show you all the time

that god failed me

I was 3 years old

Didn’t even know

that people died

or made you cried

Since that day I’ve hated him

Since that day I’ve hated life

Since that day I’ve hated me

I was 5 years old

Didn’t even know

that he’d even hate me

or wouldn’t let me be

Since that day I‘ve wanted to die

Since that day I’ve always lied

Since that day my best friend was a knife

I was 7 years old

Didn’t even know

that people could hurt you

if only the touched you

Since that day I’ve hated the world

Since that day I’ve my hell unfurled

Since that day I’ve never seen a tree burled

I am 15 years old

Yet I don’t even know

why I’m still alive

or how I’ll survive

So, Jesus died for everyone’s sins

but did not think twice of mine

So, god let me fall helplessly

in this hell hole called life

Happiness a knife to my heart

daisies and rainbows

a poison to my system

Flowers and chocolate are for losers

Love is a game of war

I’m sorry I may seem crazy

but I really hate you

The light at the end of the tunnel

does not exist

Ice cream cones always melt

The fork in the road is really your hell

Black roses and death are the sky

to my heaven

Vampires are the history

to my bible

Darkness and Sadists are the world

Hate is the game of life

I’m glad I am not sane

Cause I really don’t like you

Words are sitting on my tongue

like honeybees on a flower

I pick up my pen

but they won’t leave

Stilled there

like fallen rain

until it is moved

Their voice, my pen

is silenced

their heart, my mind

begins skipping

A breath is lost

A sound is made

They begin moving

A rhythm is flowing

Words begin talking

leaping from one to another

like little kids playing

that game with the frog

These are my words

the leap in leapers

the voice in my pen

the heart in my mind

These are my words

my honeybees on a flower

my pen to be heard

my mind to be loved

These are my words

my statements to the world

Une lettre pour
 
l'Hier Mondial j'ai écrit à une lettre A Ecrit une lettre pour l'Hier mondial j'ai écrit UNE
déclaration à l'Hier mondial à ma déclaration finale j'ai écrit UNE histoire à une histoire ‹ l'attaque le
monde

Le cher monde, écoutez-vous ? Pouvez-vous entendre les défenses silencieuses ? D'enfants détruits par la guerre

Avez-vous vu l'enfant ? Dont la mère est morte de maladie ? Voyez-vous ses déchirures, les Gouttes de pluie remplissant
les eaux d'enfer ?

Le cher monde, Etes-vous aveugle ? Vous ne pouvez pas voir la haine ? De gens qui énerve donne le goût

Vous jamais avez su, Le médecin qui s'efforce ? Qui a voulu épargner une vie ? Il a travaillé si dur Mais ne
pourrait pas épargner son propre

Le cher monde, aidez-vous ? Soignez-vous même ? De ceux qui vous appelle à la maison

Avez-vous remarqué ? Le chagrin qui reste, Dans un de trois ans › les yeux de s ? Il n'a pas su qu'UN
« jouet » pourrait faire sa mère mourir

Le cher monde, comprenez-vous maintenant ? Pouvez-vous reconnaître enfin ? Ceux qui tombent à leurs pieds

Voyez-vous la veuve cassé-chaleureux ? Pouvez-vous aider la victime de viol ? Remarquerez-vous le héros ? Pouvez-vous entendre clairement ?

Le cher monde, c'est le temps pour vous faire UN meilleur lieu pour vous faire le soleil brillant Que les gens
ont attendu trop longtemps

Le cher Monde, Ceci est une lettre pour le monde.







A letter for the World

Yesterday I wrote a letter

Wrote a letter for the world

Yesterday I wrote my final statement
A statement to the world
Yesterday I wrote a story
A story ‘bout the world

Dear world,

Are you listening?

Can you hear the silent pleas?

Of children destroyed by war

Have you seen the child?

Whose mother died of disease?

Do you see her tears,

Raindrops filling the waters of hell?

Dear world,

Are you blind?

Can’t you see the hate?

Of people who anger gives taste

Have you ever known,

The striving doctor?

Who wanted to save a life?

He worked so hard

But couldn’t save his own

Dear world,

Are you helping?

Do you even care?

About those who call you home

Have you noticed?

The sorrow that lies,

In a three-year-old’s eyes?

He didn’t know

A “toy” could make his mother die

Dear world,

Do you understand now?

Can you finally recognize?

Those who are falling at their feet

Do you see the broken-hearted widow?

Can you help the rape victim?

Are you going to notice the hero?

Can you hear clearly?

Dear world,

It’s time to make you

A better place

To make you the shining sun

That people have waited for too long

Dear World,

This is a letter for the world.