deepundergroundpoetry.com
Under a Cover
Why everyone sees
What is not really me
I shall never know
What made them believe
I'm that sweet little girl
All caring a free
All full of glee
When in reality
That is no where near me
There is a lot more to it
And soon you will see
Death and destruction
All in my eyes
There is no path
There is no light
Only darkness
Black and cold
Shadowed and held
Tight by my side
Nothing more
Than a hallow soul
Filling higher and higher
With anger to low
To empty out
what kindness
That was never there
Wilted flowers
And colorless rainbows
Just by my touch
Yet you still hadn't seen
Until I had shown
The darkened power
I held within
So do you still see
A sweet little girl
All caring and free
Or do you now see
What really is me
What is not really me
I shall never know
What made them believe
I'm that sweet little girl
All caring a free
All full of glee
When in reality
That is no where near me
There is a lot more to it
And soon you will see
Death and destruction
All in my eyes
There is no path
There is no light
Only darkness
Black and cold
Shadowed and held
Tight by my side
Nothing more
Than a hallow soul
Filling higher and higher
With anger to low
To empty out
what kindness
That was never there
Wilted flowers
And colorless rainbows
Just by my touch
Yet you still hadn't seen
Until I had shown
The darkened power
I held within
So do you still see
A sweet little girl
All caring and free
Or do you now see
What really is me
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3
reading list entries 1
comments 0
reads 631
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.