My soul is black
It doesnt mean I'm sick
It means my soul is a different shade then yours
My soul used to be beautiful
It was multicolored
Filled with reds, blues and greens of all types
It was filled with passion, happiness
Soaked in smiles and laughs
But then life hit
I realized that lies are out there
That humans are nothing but trashbags
They pretend to be something they're not
That they're a godsend
As a result we all get hurt
Maybe I'm just over thinking things
Because my soul turned a darker shade
My soul is black because humanity happened
YOU ARE READING
crystal clear insanity
De TodoPoems that i write in my spare time. a way to fight the insanity in my head read if you wish. thanks.
