I'm from jacks and jump ropes
I'm from the Jackson 5
I'm from Smarties to Babe Ruth then to Mary Jane's
I'm from poems that show real feeling
I'm from the Brady Bunch
I am from bratz to books to school to life
I'm from millions of voices
And yet they seem to be silent
I'm from jokes and giggles
And laughter and sorrow
From pain and suffering
The choices my parents made and the things they did
Will someday grow on me.
Silly knowledgeable Nazi,
you're doing it all wrong!
These children aren't supposed to be
thrown into fire
They want their mommy, as do it
The crematory is not a toy,
don't let them believe that it is.
Quick, hurry!
I think that one is still alive!
He is watching us with a pained expression
I supposed you won't mind if I go take him out
I'll bet he'll be thankful
then we can all go home
and cover him in love and bandages,
and hope he'll never be hurt again.
Silly Nazi, will you ever let us go?
Where are my friends?
Who are these people?
Am I lost?
This must be a dream
All of these unfamiliar people
Of which I'd never seen
Why me
Each day, I try to make friends
But it seems it'll never work
This building is so strange
But luckily I won't get hurt
I don't like this
I want my friends back
I want my school back
I want it all back!
You were nice to me on the first day of school
You were normal
But now you are acting like you're cool
So caring I though
But how could this be?
no one is ever nice to me
Why, I don't know
They laugh, I cry
but yet, you still smile
everything will be okay you say
but why did you have to make up that lie
now, i want you to go away
Please do not come back
You upset me with the hate in your eyes
I didn't really mind when you made up stories
but why did you make up lies?
Stop! I can't take it!
I'm scared, saddened and upset
All in one, weird you say?
Too bad, we are friends no more
You left me alone, broken and sore
But now, just go away
Fly like the wind
You're not a true friend, goodbye
Because if i see you again
chances are, you will make me cry.
Stupid, me cant you see
He's unhappy
Unhappy with me
He can do better
I know he could
He should do better
If only he would
I dont deserve
Such a precious heart
I was no good
from the start
I apologize
For all my flaws
I write his name
Over and over on my walls
I can't let him go
I must try to be
The perfect angel
So he will always love me...
Little baby on the floor
It will be okay, cry no more
Life is hard, you just try
People go through it, do not cry
Mommy loves you, daddy too
They only want what's best for you
Come to me, little one
The fight isn't over, it has just begun.
So in my arms, wipe your tears
I will keep you safe, get rid of your fears
I will love you, I will care
I know your parents were not always there
Little baby on the floor
It will be okay, cry no more.
Down the hall, another day
Holding back on the things she wants to say
A few more steps… a few more to go
Trying so hard to not let her feelings show
Past the people, who laugh, point and stare
Wanting to ignore it, pretending not to care
Just when she thinks, it’s all said and done
There had to be someone, there had to be one
Mr. Brave, decides to speak
She remains silent, she grows weak
He couldn't let her go this day,
Without letting loose what he wanted to say
As the words come out, he laughs in her face
He blames her for being in his path in the first place
Holding back tears, she doesn't say a word
These were things she has already heard.
Can’t you see me? With the metal on your eyes
Would you like some pizza? How about some fries
Or how about you just go away, you’re taking up too much space
My day has been ruined, by looking at your face
The tears fall down, she can’t deny
He’s done it once again, he made her cry
She picks up speed, as they laugh again
Longing to be happy, wishing for just one friend
The day goes on and she doesn't make a peep
She hopes she can at least pretend, to be happy while she sleeps
Don’t say a word
Don’t be heard
For all is good when no one seeks
All the pain, all the same
Silence is all she speaks
Texte: Kishonna.
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 09.11.2011
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