Paint and Feelings

Lifes a sorrow,
Not really.
Rejected by it just makes us miserable,
The darkness is our only hope,
Since light doesnt allow us to cope.
When one looks in the mirror and is disgusted,
Its not because of flaws,
But accompanied by guilt.
The light begins to seep through,
Enduring the pain you once flinched.
The walls are covered and paited white,
Not letting the black blankness be discovered.
But its only time and choices
That allows the white to slowly peel and fade,
Revealing whats true, and what you didnt show.





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