BLACK OR WHITE

BLACK OR WHITE
By Mary Spence

I keep trying, just keep on trying
To make my whole world black, so I can be home free.
But, there’s no such thing for me.

Close your eyes; sew them shut.
Hold a black cloth in your fists,
And jam both fists into your eyes.

Oh! Only black or white for me.
But, I’m not surprised, not surprised at all.
Still, only black or white, you see.

And, I keep trying, I just keep on trying
To make my whole world black, so I can be home free.
But I already know--there’s no such thing for me.

I want to send it to that black hole of Calcutta!
But, it’s got one hell of a hold on me,
And, I’m not giving up—no, I’ll never give up on me.

Keeps me up all night;
It’s got a hold on me I cannot break.
I just cannot break away.

It drags me down--keeps dragging me down, and down.
Just keeps on, keeps on, dragging me down,
And if I give up now, in a matter of time I’ll drown.

Please tell me that you understand.
But, maybe you just cannot see,
That I can’t give up—I will never give up on me.