Is anybody out there?
I know that I am not the only one
Can anybody see me?
au am I invisible as well
No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible
Will someone ever find me?
au has the world forgotten?
Pushed, Stabbed, Stepped on
I will endure
No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible
No, I will keep going on
I know that there is
That special someone out there
Someone who sees me
Come find me fast!
Come hold me tight!
I don’t know how much longer I can hold
Come find me
I know you’re there
I know that I am not the only one
Can anybody see me?
au am I invisible as well
No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible
Will someone ever find me?
au has the world forgotten?
Pushed, Stabbed, Stepped on
I will endure
No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible
No, I will keep going on
I know that there is
That special someone out there
Someone who sees me
Come find me fast!
Come hold me tight!
I don’t know how much longer I can hold
Come find me
I know you’re there
Life is filled with transitions.
young become old, rainbows dissapper,
self-esteem can be discouraged, courage
can become fear.
Happy faces and joyful hearts, can sometimes be sad. Sunny days with frustrations, can cause
perfectly good siku to go bad.
sekunde change into minutes, dakika change into
hours. A seed planted in soil with the proper
rain and sunlight, can grow into a lovely flower.
friendships may grow distant because of problems and pain. Times are filled with transitions, but I upendo wewe just the same.
young become old, rainbows dissapper,
self-esteem can be discouraged, courage
can become fear.
Happy faces and joyful hearts, can sometimes be sad. Sunny days with frustrations, can cause
perfectly good siku to go bad.
sekunde change into minutes, dakika change into
hours. A seed planted in soil with the proper
rain and sunlight, can grow into a lovely flower.
friendships may grow distant because of problems and pain. Times are filled with transitions, but I upendo wewe just the same.
Forgive my bitterness
I never knew my moyo was this cold
Please oh please forgive me
Please
My words cut like knives
They hurt and bleed others
Oh what pain I've caused
Oh and what pain I feel
Forgive me
I never knew I could hurt
I just feel bad now
For what I've caused in life
I made good, bad
I made beauty, ugly
I made fun, dull
I turned healing into suffering
I know I was bad
But I feel remorse
I feel bad
I feel bad now
Listen to me
Listen my love
I will not shatter
Your fragile heart
Never again
We'll be okay
And upendo again
Everyone will know now
That I will onyesha love
Hate is gone
It's buried
Beneath the ground
upendo glows in the darkness of hate
But why so much hate?
upendo feels better
Towards everything
So why oh why so much pain?
Hate cuts like a knife
But upendo can heal
So why try to hurt
When wewe can heal
I never knew my moyo was this cold
Please oh please forgive me
Please
My words cut like knives
They hurt and bleed others
Oh what pain I've caused
Oh and what pain I feel
Forgive me
I never knew I could hurt
I just feel bad now
For what I've caused in life
I made good, bad
I made beauty, ugly
I made fun, dull
I turned healing into suffering
I know I was bad
But I feel remorse
I feel bad
I feel bad now
Listen to me
Listen my love
I will not shatter
Your fragile heart
Never again
We'll be okay
And upendo again
Everyone will know now
That I will onyesha love
Hate is gone
It's buried
Beneath the ground
upendo glows in the darkness of hate
But why so much hate?
upendo feels better
Towards everything
So why oh why so much pain?
Hate cuts like a knife
But upendo can heal
So why try to hurt
When wewe can heal
My senses all are backwards
and it really makes me wonder
if on the siku that I was born
somebody made a blunder.
For, strange but true, my senses
all got totally reversed.
Now everything I like the best
is what you'd call the worst.
I only like the smell of things
that frighten other noses.
I upendo the odor of a skunk.
I hate the smell of roses.
I only like the taste of foods
that cause most folks to shiver.
I hate the taste of chocolate.
I'm crazy over liver.
I'm not too fond of music
but there's simply no denying
I like the sound of honking horns
and little babies crying.
I hate the feel of silky, velvet
softness on my skin.
I much prefer the way it feels
when sitting on a pin.
I hate the look of anything
that's really cute and snuggly.
The things I think are pretty
are what most consider ugly.
So let me tell wewe one zaidi thing
before I have to go:
I think wewe are the most attractive
person that I know.
and it really makes me wonder
if on the siku that I was born
somebody made a blunder.
For, strange but true, my senses
all got totally reversed.
Now everything I like the best
is what you'd call the worst.
I only like the smell of things
that frighten other noses.
I upendo the odor of a skunk.
I hate the smell of roses.
I only like the taste of foods
that cause most folks to shiver.
I hate the taste of chocolate.
I'm crazy over liver.
I'm not too fond of music
but there's simply no denying
I like the sound of honking horns
and little babies crying.
I hate the feel of silky, velvet
softness on my skin.
I much prefer the way it feels
when sitting on a pin.
I hate the look of anything
that's really cute and snuggly.
The things I think are pretty
are what most consider ugly.
So let me tell wewe one zaidi thing
before I have to go:
I think wewe are the most attractive
person that I know.
