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Black Sun The sky is red, the sun is black, I’m riding a rollercoaster but my mind is off track. There are lots of ups and downs, smiles and frowns, even kings placing crowns on the heads of clowns. But I really don’t care, life isn’t fair, God has given me a life I can hardly bear, but still to ruin my life, I do not dare. Everyday I ask him, why can’t you share? My life is going, I just don’t know where, because a life like mine is kind of rare. What do I do, while there’s love in the air? Other people kiss while I just sit and stare, I look to my left and there’s nobody there, I look to my right and there’s a pair, people look at me funny, like there’s sand in my hair. The clouds are red, the rain is black, I may have left but I’ll never be back, but what I can say is, there’s nothing I lack, my life already sucks, please cut me some slack. I look at the trees, I look at the sky, but what is the point when I just want to die? Why? Why do I try? When every time I fail all I do is cry. And how can I be calm when I’m jealous of every guy? My heart is grounded, while my mind wants to fly, you can guess by what I write that I’m also kind of shy, why do I need them? All they do is lie. I try to be nice, but they just punch me in the eye, and when I’m upset, all they do is pry, my mind is plain, but seasoned, like a French fry. The clouds are blue, the sky is white, my mind is racing faster than the speed of light, my life just gets worse, but I still have to fight, why am I like this? It’s just not right. Life is taller than me, I’m not its height, I fly through the sky, but still held to the ground, just like a kite, and why are people scared when they know I don’t bite? You can tell my whole life, just by what I write, I sleep during the day, and fly through the night, and I’m pushing a boulder, with all my might. But I’m getting nowhere, my hands are bare; I love the dark, so give me a scare, I lost my mind and my soul, they were a pair. Sometimes I just sit, just sit and think, think that I can’t end up in the brink, my mind is empty and cold, like a skating rink, I don’t care if people say I stink, because I already know that I’m their main link, I have a cup, but nothing to drink. I live in a shack, I peek through the crack, and when I look outside, all I see is black.
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