By Arcassin Burnham

To be or not to be , the question is what
does the universe see in me?
Like what's to be enlightening about a
lonely boy from the worst part,
Coming from the south part but learns that there
is more to life than being pure of heart,
And even though the soul is corrupted,
And troubles follows,
The image subjected and tarnished in
Hallows,
Burning old buildings and building up new
ones , see this is the part where it all
falls down,
Everyone is against you even your family,
They don't want you around,
Dead in the ground,
One less person to worry about
And I'm like why can't we just talk it out?