You say I'm a child but... I know what pain is and how deep it cuts in I know what it is like to hurt and to be hurt I know how it feels not being able to sleep When the night haunts and creep I know when crying doesn't help And the atrocities never … Continue reading


Unknown Shade

I don't know which shade it is Has it ever been black or white Or always remained a hint That there is a grey tint. Black is beauty and white is serene, But grey is ugly. It's a true-lie with no gleam A path stretching to infinity What we think as white Turns out not … Continue reading Unknown Shade