"Darkness becomes me"
Mirror, mirror, on the wall....
Who's the darkest of them all?
It's not me,
well, that's pretty plain
But here's what I see,
the darkness looks good on me.
Shades of gray adorn my face, my eyes, my lips, my cheeks
They tell a story of a lighter color than what lies within
So maybe I should just turn black,
Let the inside take over the out.
Because I have decided, you see,
This darkness looks good on me.
And yet sometimes I see holes appear in my facade
Light peeks through like stars on my skin
It grows and builds until I am beaming
A star in my own respect
But here's the thing about stars,
They burn out, shoot across the night
And again I see the dark creep into the spaces the light once held
Because this darkness becomes me
But I do not want to become this darkness,
Not again, please not again
Let me go back to gray,
Because gray is a safe in between.
Between the black I feel,
And the stars that appear
Then I don't have to be afraid of the dark or the light
But I can stay in the in between
In the black night sky,
But still among the stars