Piles and piles of coal going about their day
Some grow harder as the days go by
Although their strong ,they still fall apart easy
As nights go bye more given in to pressure that tortures them in this heat
The flames of quilt, humility, shame, desire, and loneliness consume some
While others fight to stay alive
Those who fight begin to feel the pressure of others
What they except and what they see
Or 2 different things
The pressure built a up with all the work that needs to be done goes to a whole chore
The singing of the children became distant as the days goes by
The pressure of their peers grows stronger
They start to worry
They start to panic
Some start to break apart, turned to dust as they give up
The others who continue to fight start to have the outer flames return burning them from within
Pressure builds as society keeps going by
Soon all that's left is want you call a broken shell
But they don't give up
Some build the strongest walls about them
Search for ways to go around you all
They make a beautiful face to hide the pain
They act transparent to hide their act
Then society look a pond them like their the perfect ones
Their what people call diamonds, but their not all fake
Some are truly the beauty of their kind when they open up to those close
They have a soft rock boarder that society calls the ugliest of all
But hidden within the was the most beautiful of all gems
This is because their flames were with in and not with out were it could burn others
They kept it hidden, concealed
away from others
So next time you judge thing of the flames you created
Because they can make beautiful people or ugly people
But don't think you know which ones are beautiful or ugly by appearance
But by who they are
How they act
How they talk
The way they walk
They way they show attention
The way they treat other or things
