My heart drowns in deep pools off suffering love
I yearn attention yet decieve it greatly
a broken heart never mends without understandment
love fails this bleeding heart everytime how can she

Black describes me. My moods, my personality.
Black is a color that everyone likes.
Black is subtle, not too flashy, not too boring.
Black is power, authority, black moves like air.

I love walking in the rain because no one can see my crying.
I love hiding in the dark so no one can see me dying.
I love the ocean breeze because no one can see me shaking.
I love the deep-water because no one can see me bleeding.