Crimson red flecked with blue,
Hoping they will notice you,
Light shades, White and pale,
Your wish, will always fail,
Curling up into a ball,
They don't notice, not at all.

They try to help but they don't care,
You're too battered by wear and tear,
Words screaming inside your head,
Sometimes you wish you were dead.

Can't people show a little kindness,
Put all the pain and bad behind us,
Still the fighting goes on and on,
The days are short but the nights are long.

Can't we all be happy together,
Can't we all be happy forever,
Can't you be grateful for what we've got,
When soon we could lose the lot.

I wish we could go back,
But back then it was still black,
I guess we never truly got along.

I just sit, here wishing things were different.