The human soul is blind
To any a malevolent heart;
It sees through a hopeful and trusting lens
Only to be shattered into betrayed shards.
A seemingly respectable honeybee
Wears a mask to hide
The nasty, stinging, pitch black mud dauber
That broods on the inside.
The world’s magical colors
Begin to fade away,
For the true colors were uncloaked at last,
And all that was left was gray.
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 1:50 PM UTC
The human soul is blind
To any a malevolent heart;
It sees through a hopeful and trusting lens
Only to be shattered into betrayed shards.
A seemingly respectable honeybee
Wears a mask to hide
The nasty, stinging, pitch black mud dauber
That broods on the inside.
The world’s magical colors
Begin to fade away,
For the true colors were uncloaked at last,
And all that was left was gray.
It's only a matter of time before the innocent world we know unveils its true self...
