Friday, March 25, 2011

-my lecture notes-

the heart is blackened,
it's craving for revenge..
my blades are sharpened,
your blood will be drained..

my angels are off,
i went all wrong..
don't need no love,
to make me strong..

i write no happy poetry,
all i have are blackish arts..
i may laugh out happily,
but inside i'm torn part..

((tried to put myself into sunshine-lala-people's shoes; this is what i got))

sunshine's creeping up my window,
ah, the rainbow i will follow...
shadows seem to leave me,
as i started to sing DO RE MI..

(it sounds a bit off though)

so long!

No comments:

Post a Comment