This Is Not What I wanted:
But I cannot stand this pain anymore
I try to pretend and act like whoever expects,
I have no respect for humanity,
My arms are spread on the floor
my arms are spread on the floor, as I am weeping because I keep a secret, I am a demon, I am bad luck everything I touch turns into black, my soul and heart are the blackest of blacks.
I just want to forget my life,
Wishing and hoping for a better day
ignoring all the things people tell,
the blackness of fear takes over my thoughts
I try to fight this darkness, but it is in vain.
But I cannot tell the truth to anyone because everything around me is black.
Obsidian is the place where I am today.
Raven is the blood that seeped into the sand.
Somber is the reason that I am no, longer hurting, how I bare all the unspoken truths in my mind,
I have no regrets,
Because Black is my soul.
