BLACK

“ The color of my heart is black   
It was burnt to black, just like that
I break glass whenever I feel like
And I look at my bloody hands and think, why am I like this, why?

   Your smile is shining gold   
But  the way you speak, feel so cold 
As time goes by, you’re becoming more like me
Sometimes  I feel like karma is running after me 

The  real name of love  is definitely hatred 
Hope is the parent of disappointment and despair
Why didn’t I know that the shadow that has casted over my face

Was created from the light called,

                    YOU.    ”