The world is a dark place
Even when the sun shines
But the world will never be as dark
As my mind.
There's so much going on
People don't stop to look and see
There is pain in the most perfect people
Yea, even me.
All the bad has polluted the air
Making it hard to breathe,
Hard to care.
Hopefully one day this world will be clean
And we can all be the way we used to be.
But until then my heart will be cold and dark,
Full of scratches, scars, and even marks.