Just Another Girl

A Misconception

I wish they saw me differently
Im not all that dark you see
The cloak was a gift from my best friend
The scythe to help me get to those in need
In reality, i am a creature of care and kindness
Of color, all the colors in fact
My bones show because of my age
I once was a man, gifted this life
By Life herself
When she saw my compassion and empathy
For I am not the end, but the beginning
Not a wall, but a bridge
From this life to the next
The end of the path is not pain, but joy
So i cry to see those who fear me
Who resent me
When i embrace them willingly, unflinchingly
In their last moments of life
Whether good or bad
I take them home