*So I really don't know where this came from, it just popped in my head. It's a bit sad, but I hope wewe enjoy. I dedicate this to all kind people and people who are having hard times. Please don't copy, maoni and mashabiki would be lovely*
These are tears, tears that I cry
They leak down my face, from my raining eye
The pain, how it hurts, oh if it wasn’t so
My life could be easy, my life could be nice
But yet I’m still writhing, stuck in the ice
I feel so cold, as I scream and bawl
My life is dangling from a talon’s claw
My life is not special, I’m such a disgrace
Yet I see tears falling from many people’s face
I lay in the ground as someone just holds me
They know that I’m gone, my time will soon be
Please don’t wewe cry, I’m not worth your tears
I was small, I was weak, I had many fears
My family, how they hated me, they never cared
Yet wewe promise me that you’ll be there
I don’t know why wewe try, it’s much too late
The blood is overflowing, and emptiness is in it’s wake
You beautiful creature, promise me you’ll fly
You’ll live life to it’s fullest, and not be afraid to die
My eyes start to droop, everything becomes gray
And I know that now, I’m fading away
My body feels numb, the pain not that greater
And still your holding me, oh very kind stranger
Whisper wewe upendo me, with that strangers mouth
Oh please kind, kind stranger, time is running out
You grip my hand, give it a squeeze,
And soon I know, I’m no longer breathing
My eyes are closed, my mouth parted
I was dead the moment the bleeding started
And wewe my kind stranger have not let me go
wewe put my hand to my non-beating heart, how it saddens me so
You still hold me with those oh so warm hands
You kiss my cold face, and wewe finally stand
Oh kind stranger I gave wewe my best
But now I’m in heaven, where I can rest
I know I have changed you, as wewe did to me
My very kind stranger, I am free
These are tears, tears that I cry
They leak down my face, from my raining eye
The pain, how it hurts, oh if it wasn’t so
My life could be easy, my life could be nice
But yet I’m still writhing, stuck in the ice
I feel so cold, as I scream and bawl
My life is dangling from a talon’s claw
My life is not special, I’m such a disgrace
Yet I see tears falling from many people’s face
I lay in the ground as someone just holds me
They know that I’m gone, my time will soon be
Please don’t wewe cry, I’m not worth your tears
I was small, I was weak, I had many fears
My family, how they hated me, they never cared
Yet wewe promise me that you’ll be there
I don’t know why wewe try, it’s much too late
The blood is overflowing, and emptiness is in it’s wake
You beautiful creature, promise me you’ll fly
You’ll live life to it’s fullest, and not be afraid to die
My eyes start to droop, everything becomes gray
And I know that now, I’m fading away
My body feels numb, the pain not that greater
And still your holding me, oh very kind stranger
Whisper wewe upendo me, with that strangers mouth
Oh please kind, kind stranger, time is running out
You grip my hand, give it a squeeze,
And soon I know, I’m no longer breathing
My eyes are closed, my mouth parted
I was dead the moment the bleeding started
And wewe my kind stranger have not let me go
wewe put my hand to my non-beating heart, how it saddens me so
You still hold me with those oh so warm hands
You kiss my cold face, and wewe finally stand
Oh kind stranger I gave wewe my best
But now I’m in heaven, where I can rest
I know I have changed you, as wewe did to me
My very kind stranger, I am free
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
make them seem so-real to
you, but all wewe want from me
is honesty.
as i write out the facts
wewe act like wewe don't really
care where my moyo truly is.
Let me tell wewe where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my moyo
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.
as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poetry
that i write, i see wewe looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.
wewe look at me and wewe
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to wewe the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.
as i hold the key to this
honest poetry that i compose
wewe seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.