Constellation Of Myself

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This is for the people who judge by its look. It's in human nature to judge people using eyes. Not minding what may be the outcome of our selfishness. So I write this poem for the victims of bullying and depression. They can't see our colors...All they can see is BLACK. Thank you and godbless everyone..

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"Blind Colors"

You are one of them,

The one who make me pale,

The one who make me gray.

You are blind,

The one who can't see colors,

The one who judge me using mind and eyes.

You can't feel my heart,full of fear, full of pain.

You can't hear my scream, full of silence, full of sadness.

You can't see my eyes, full of emptiness, full of darkness.

It was like a white rose turn black,

A white skin turn pale,

And a colorful life turn gray.

Now I can't smile the way I smile before.

Now I can't talk the way I talk before.

Now I can't change myself from the once I been before.

-MINE💔😪