So, I was going through my school things from two years ago and found an old poem I wrote...so here it is:
Love
Love is in the air
Everyone says its everywhere
But how can you love,
When you can not fly high like a dove.
But can fly low
Where no one goes...
But to Hell
Where all the demons dwell
They tell you to glisten
But you don't want to listen
You want to be you
That's all you want to do
You have to be cool
Not a total fool
There is one question everyone wants to ask:
What is under the mask?
When they see the real you
What will they do?
You decide to show them anyways
And it puts them in a daze
Now that you see
Do you really love me?
I was dark. God I was dark.
