My eyes.
There black.
Dark black.
A mask.
Something I didn't know I wore.
I would look at the mirror and decided,
There black.
Come closer and look at my eyes, you would think,
There black.
Even you didn't know it was a mask.
Even I, myself, didn't know I wore a mask.
A mask.
A wall.
A door.
Something that hides my own
But if I check twice, while thinking about my life and I would see,
There brown.
Touch my hand and take a step and become my friend, then look at my eyes, you would see
There brown.
A colour full of lies and regret.
Of everything I did and met.
But look closely.
Lift a hand and touch my chin.
You would see,
There just dark brown.
Black, my mask. A girl who smiled and stood up, walking on thin ice. An oblivious girl who wish another life.
Brown, my own, myself. A girl who look up and just wish to lay on her bed and think all day of her life.
Brown and Black.
A colour.
A team.
A mask.
A girl.
Just a girl who wish she can wear another mask.