Black is the corupt angle watching over us from above
Black is the dark pines covered by the snow
Black is the sound of loudness.
Black sounds like rain clouds coming from a far.
Black feels like broken glass.
Black feels like the hate in my heart.
Black taste like burnt cookies
Black taste like the cake under the frosting
Black smells like a week old corpse.
Black smells sour as candy!
Black is my soul~

our world is self is corrupted
The world is falling behind
Technology and other things
taking over Peoples life
Life was suppose to be a Blessing
But many take there life
Due to oppression
People live on this Earth
knowing many things
But they have to choose to use them
many people in this world are brainwashed and thought less
Humans aren't perfect some try to forgive
I live in this world full of corrupted people
many who think alike
many who don't
Live wasn't meant to be taken
only given
when this world crumbles in to many pieces
i want to be the one to help rebuild it
every one who lived on this earth has a purpose
Every here still has to find theirs
Anger is your enemy it takes your mind
and Disobeys you
many are corrupted in this world
I seriously wish i new a way to change it