how can they look into my eyes
and see no soul
saying my heart does not exist
or is consumed by dark
i feel your tears
your anger shaking somewhere near
untill they make your spirit break
their not happy
they tell you how you should be
they twist your truths
and shield you from me
but i am not the enemie
yes my friend its time
to stand for what is right
show them both that you are not afraid
and should you lose your faith
i'll be on my way
to help you every day
remember what is true
we'll always care for you
I'm sick of being treated
as the devil or much worst
to be placed in this group
i just don't know
i feel so cursed
everyones being pulled from me
i just can't make them last
I try and try to break free from the dark
thats keeping me
and i know you are hurting deep inside
to be strong and try to hide
these feelings
but you have to know
be true to who you are
and always follow your heart
your soul
don't grow cold...
how can they look into my eyes
and see no soul
nothing short of poetic genius.. resplendent images of beauty, rich stains of oil paints on a canvas, in the most passionate form.. glorious work.