A Streak of Black that Burns

Verse 1: Being invisible, nobody notices the hurt, the pain that flashes through my eyes. You can’t know, you couldn’t possibly know who I am by just looking. You need to talk to me to get a true sense of who I am.

Chorus: I dress in black because you see right through me. You couldn’t possibly know, you couldn’t possibly know.

Verse 2: I am stronger then I look. Most things won’t offend, bug, or make me feel unsecure. You can say anything to my face, but I might not answer.

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Verse 3: Though if you do say something and I actually respond, be warned my tongue has a mind of its own. I could be mean or be nice.

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Bridge: What comes out of your mouth is like poison. It’s a streak of black, that when it seeps, and covers me, burning me black.

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I was feeling somewhat depressed this week, and i thought i would let it out. hmmm the verses turned out a lot smaller then i thought. tell me what you think! and i know that they are pretty bad.