Many but none,
None yet many,

You say it's all white but all I see is grey which should I believe? What my hearts beats? what my eyes sees? Or what my mind realizes everytime you look at me like I matter when deep down you and I both know that we're both fake both pretending- one as loving, one as loved

Flawless is perfection but perfection isn't always flawless.

In the world full of colours, isn't black also a colour? That hides everything? Consumes everything? Let it in cause it hides you in it won't let even a ray of light of fake love wound you.
Drowning in words is better than suffocating in the cruelty that the reality holds, yet you're not the only one bleeding.

And I am happy to let you in,
Let you see that you're not alone,
Let you realise that nobody sees through your beautiful eyes, let you see that not everyone deserves your love.