Breathing never meant you were alive.
Laughing never meant you were happy.
It's as if we were the living dead, seemingly alive,but the battery's flat.
Probably I'm solar powered, locomotive and vibrant just like any metal can.
She bursts with life but her soul is nowhere.
Just like my eyes, it's ghouly blank.
xtxintong
Sunday, 5 June 2016
Black
At 7 years old,
I wandered around in gold.
The world is beautiful,
I was fooled.
At 16 years old,
I wondered, where would I go?
Time crept past and life went on.
Just a year later,
I ponder, day and night,
What am I doing with life.
I lost my gold,
And everything pastel turned ghoul.
Demons no longer hid under my bed,
But rather, those triple sixes formed above my head.
I became the darkness I always feared,while everyone else, with their black that painted me jeered.
I wandered around in gold.
The world is beautiful,
I was fooled.
At 16 years old,
I wondered, where would I go?
Time crept past and life went on.
Just a year later,
I ponder, day and night,
What am I doing with life.
I lost my gold,
And everything pastel turned ghoul.
Demons no longer hid under my bed,
But rather, those triple sixes formed above my head.
I became the darkness I always feared,while everyone else, with their black that painted me jeered.
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