Oh snow, so white so sweet so pure
you are the most beautiful I know for sure
Naive, and innocent, you are so fair
But what is in you, I'm not aware
you look as if you hide a secret
a burden if you will
something so deep and dark
that is only there to kill
Oh snow, so sweet so white so lonely
I feel that you are the one and only
you dance, sing, you most beautiful thing
but when I feel you I get a burning sting
You're daggers that dig, like the lonely man on the corner
dreaming of a swig
a swig of poison and bad judgment
and freedom that will come
you blindly walk and freely talk
when people go and watch to stare
but the only thing they ever see
is you ripping out your hair
So this is it a simple ode
the only thing I hope showed
Naive and innocent you are so fair
but what is in you I do not care.
Poem by: Izzy
Poem by: Izzy

