Black On White

My perception, as plain as paper

Diamonds and rings
Freedom and wings
If you had to choose, what would you take
If you had to lose, how much would you put at stake

Stick and stones
Skin and bones
What’s the difference
Both bring violence

Blood and tears
Pain and fears
Why bother
When we all suffer

Regret and shame
Torment and fame
Life’s just a game
Where we all end up the same

Rigid and dead
Nothing left to be said
Just a few tears remain to be shed