Post by Goblinglow on Sept 14, 2004 19:48:42 GMT -5
* This is just a little something I thought of. Nothing more to say, except that I don't own LOTR, obviously, and please read and review! Please? *
"They're Loved, They're Hated"
They're killers, killers. Murderers in the dark. They know nothing of love, or pleasure or of joy. They're hated, it's understandable. They're loathed, it's agreeable. But not by me.
Not by me.
I love them. Always have. Why? I don't know.
They are ugly on the outside, but on the inside as well. They love only destruction and to kill other beings. They hate all life, they seek to kill. Why? Why can't they give love a chance? The word "love" is not even in their dictionary, but that will not stop me. I'll never give up.
They need a chance. Please give them a chance. No one has ever shown them love, so how could they know what to expect? They need someone to help them, someone who cares. I care, always have. I only want to help them. But I do have one regret.
I regret not being there to help them, to show them they're wrong. That they do have a chance, because someone cares, it's me, I care. But they don't know. I wish they did. Cause I love them, I do and I always have.
Does someone else care? Or is it just me? I wish that someone would understand. Cause I love them so hard, and I don't know why.
I get confused. So confused. I don't know what to do, even though there's nothing to do. I want to help them, show them they're wrong. Why don't they understand? Can't they see they're wrong? Do they even care?
This may seem foolish, but it really isn't. I have never experienced anything less funny in all my life.
Because people hate them, and its weird cause I wonder why. But I know why. Because there is nothing to like about them. So why do I like them?
How can I love something so hard and so strong, when they are evil and care not for emotion? They don't know it, but I need them. I need them a lot. Will I get them? Perhaps never.
But that will not stop me.
"They're Loved, They're Hated"
They're killers, killers. Murderers in the dark. They know nothing of love, or pleasure or of joy. They're hated, it's understandable. They're loathed, it's agreeable. But not by me.
Not by me.
I love them. Always have. Why? I don't know.
They are ugly on the outside, but on the inside as well. They love only destruction and to kill other beings. They hate all life, they seek to kill. Why? Why can't they give love a chance? The word "love" is not even in their dictionary, but that will not stop me. I'll never give up.
They need a chance. Please give them a chance. No one has ever shown them love, so how could they know what to expect? They need someone to help them, someone who cares. I care, always have. I only want to help them. But I do have one regret.
I regret not being there to help them, to show them they're wrong. That they do have a chance, because someone cares, it's me, I care. But they don't know. I wish they did. Cause I love them, I do and I always have.
Does someone else care? Or is it just me? I wish that someone would understand. Cause I love them so hard, and I don't know why.
I get confused. So confused. I don't know what to do, even though there's nothing to do. I want to help them, show them they're wrong. Why don't they understand? Can't they see they're wrong? Do they even care?
This may seem foolish, but it really isn't. I have never experienced anything less funny in all my life.
Because people hate them, and its weird cause I wonder why. But I know why. Because there is nothing to like about them. So why do I like them?
How can I love something so hard and so strong, when they are evil and care not for emotion? They don't know it, but I need them. I need them a lot. Will I get them? Perhaps never.
But that will not stop me.
