You say you know exactly how I feel
But I don’t see the pain etched on your face
You can’t see that this hurt is for real
And there is nothing else to take it’s place
You can sympathise from behind those eyes
But I can see it’s all just lies
You need an excuse to hide your guilt
Cos you took away what I built
You don’t understand and you never will
I’ve never felt such an urge to kill
This hate is something you won’t understand
So don’t tell me about your plans
Author: shaun tenzenmen
Australasian DIY music specialist and practising poet, amongst other things
From Black To White – 29th December 1987
There is an in-between
Not often seen
In the light of day
A non-colour, grey
From black to white
A guiding light
From white to black
Halfway down the track
Old Men – 26th December 1987
Why is it everywhere I see
Young men growing so quickly
Old men, they die so young
And the older that they get
It gets harder to forget
That old men die so young
Tiny Disturbed – 24th December 1987
I said ‘How come this is going on?’
I asked again but you lost your tongue
Tiny was so disturbed to find
That you were out of your tiny disturbed mind
Ruffled the sheets like you ruffle your hair
Trying to catch something that just isn’t there
I said ‘How come this is going on?’
But this time you bit your tongue
Ambition – 21st December 1987
They cut you down to size
They cut you out of their lives
The future just looks so bleak
No ambition for another boring week
Offer me solutions
But they’re your questions
New Attitudes – 18th December 1987
I found this new shitty attitude
I guess it’s part of growing up
I didn’t like it when I first met it
It made me feel like throwing up
Stabbed in the back – no sin anymore
Pushed about, beaten and kicked to the floor
A new attitude with a sense of attack
If you hit me, I’ll fuckin’ hit you back
Something Weird – 14th December 1987
Don’t forget to write me a letter
On that rainy day
Give me something to remember
You by this way
I’m falling off clouds
It’s raining in my heart
Something weird about the sky
It’s all falling apart
Sad Little Girl – 12th December 1987
Have you seen my sad little girl?
Lost and lonely in her desperate world
Face forlorn with the tears she cried
Nowhere to turn and nowhere to hide
Let free of her fears
And to cry no more tears
Released from her pain
To be with me again
Have you seen her sad little eyes?
There is no emotion to see inside
Her cold skin holds no passion to touch
And now I want her oh, so much
Incense – 11th December 1987
Incense holder on the table
Perfumaries wafting where able
I knocked it over – it was so hazy
I was incensed – I went crazy
Ten To – 10th December 1987
Ten to ten again
One of those nights
Ten to one
I start another fight
Ten to ten again
Let’s go home
Ten to one
I’ll be alone
Ten to the end
Another ten friends
Ten score – ten more
Went away – ten to yesterday
24th Oct 2025 – Shared with Poets and Storytellers United #200
