My Beautifully Depressing Heart Of BlackI see a different person in the mirror, different to the one who stares at meMy Beautifully Depressing Heart Of Black3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
back, I want to know why I feel so different, why my heart feels so black.
I shall not be that selfish for that is by all means wrong, the need to think of
self before anyone else, it is not in me, its a stained colour, it is all gone, it is slightly black.
and now I realize I have come to think about: do I really belong amongst these faces?
I am torn, they would hate to discover who I am when they look beneath my core,
they would never find the things that they know, they would find that my heart is flawed.
I see the lingering of my blood as it drips, drips down my fingertips
a feeling that I cannot truly dismiss, when you realize that
I am not everything who you make me out to be, you judge a book by its cover,
but how wrong is that now? and wrong it is. Darling, you see?
i see a different person in the mirror