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I try to look for soul under a rock
I looked for soul inside of my sock
Time is ticking on life's clock
Is soul around the block
Nope I guess not
I travel and starve my appetite is soul
Because this soul I need to know
All I want is to know who I am and feel where I belong I have no friends I have no life I believe I am missing my soul.
My soul hides behind my shadow
For it is old and already knows
All the evil the world beholds
But my heart is young and immature
The littlest thing could cause it pain just a glimpse of excitement makes it flutter any mistake could make it crumble my hearts a rebel and independent I can't control anything about it my heart is stubborn and tends to skip ahead not even my brain can make it understand

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