Black

by My soul is forever broken   Oct 10, 2005


Black is all I see
black is all ill ever see
nobody knows the really me
the really me lives in a nightmare
but the shell everyone sees is happy but wears dark colors.
they call me a freak cause of my personality.
because I write about death and I wear dark
colors they call me a freak.
but what they don't know is they'd be just like me if they had my life.

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