The rich and the poor
The innocent and the guilty
The beauty and ugliness of it
When light becomes darkness
The smooth and the pitted
When lovers become repulsed
When summer sun becomes autumn death
I tiptoe into loud stomps
Excitement becomes disappointment
Sweetness becomes sour and ****
Gladness shifts to sadness
Like the scales of justice
One has no control
Blindfolded
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
The rich and the poor
The innocent and the guilty
The beauty and ugliness of it
When light becomes darkness
The smooth and the pitted
When lovers become repulsed
When summer sun becomes autumn death
I tiptoe into loud stomps
Excitement becomes disappointment
Sweetness becomes sour and ****
Gladness shifts to sadness
Like the scales of justice
One has no control
Blindfolded
