You look at me and all you see are very big brown eyes and muscles and the things I’ve done in my past and you judge with such things, but do you know that I’ve been through? The tears of the storm and the pain of the lighting or did you know that my siblings are a bloodline that I don’t like to call my own .And you judge from things I do as if you know what I have been through. The pain I hold within is more deeper then a thorn cutting you from a bleeding rose, you see me ,yet ,do you know that my soul is blacker that a night sky on a rainy day ? You judge me why ? Cause I reflect on what you are scared to let out, at the tender age of five I was drowned in pain and sometimes it still feels very awful when I reflect on them. With no way out, I grew older not letting pain get to me but it slowly came back to haunt me . Why cause on the outside all you see is a happy Kid , but the inside is more hidden than what it may seem.
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