We came from two diffrent worlds
I was the girly-girl
You were Gothic
How could we have fallen for each other
Your dark smile was what I fell for
You loved my 'innocent' laugh
You always had a skull hoodie on
Trying so hard to hide from the world
But then I popped up
You didn't think i was worthy
But when you looked into my eyes you saw the potential to mold me
That's exactly what you did
I was soon in black and bloody red instead of pink and purple
I was wearing waist chains and spike bracelts
But now, Gothic is no longer in my life
But traces of him still live in me
I still love black
I still like to put my hair over my right eye
But now that he is no longer here
I can wear traces of color
I can talk to girls who wear pink
But he changed my life
That's why he holds a place in my blackened heart
i might so dumb right now but i really do not get the concept of this poem write to me latah and explain lolz
wow great peom i really like this one, it had a nice flow to it with great use of words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Whether u meant it or not this poem has deep underlying in it. I still love black, but now I can talk to girls who wear pink.. Says to me.. I still love the darkenss, even though I see the light. Even though I know better, I love you Even though ur evil and bad, I see the good. Great write.