black an white.

you can keep running but you wont get far.
the wonderland is made up,
were all those happy thoughts are.
it used to exists
when we had imagination.
when we only saw the colors,  
when we only saw creation.
but now its all black and white,
and we hear everyones tears late at night.
remember when every body was happy?
now its a battle between life or death.
trying to get happy again is like telling me to live.