Black&White Poem by santana page

It might seem like i am living life, but it is alot of blood and tears that i had to fight to get to were i am today
I have to pretend like nothings wrong, it start with this fack smile i have spreaded acrose my face
Giving people what they want and need, but i am looking around asking people do they see me
When i talk i wonder do anyone hear me, it seems like i am surounded by 4 walls, is that how it supose to be
When i look out these cloudy eyes, it comes from all the rough times and all my lonely crys
Do anyone hear me screaming out for help, can anyone heal all my welps