Walking through the crowds of humans...
All eyes on me...
Bewitched and amazed by me...
They don't know my secret.
All they see is a sexy, goth chick...
When in reality there is more than wat meets the eye..
For there's a secret i must hide...
I hide it under this beautiful mask...
No human would never think or ask because they have no clue that im Death in the making...
Well aren't they in for a surprise....
If only they knew..
They wouldn't stare so hard if they did; that's for sure...
As the sun setts each day i begin to play for humanity is My Game...
Humans are so easy to fool..
They are easy prey...
Wat can i say?
Im the gurl people warn u about...
Im the one that steals lives and breaks hearts, but one thing they fail to mention is my sorrow...
They never care to look past the beauty, the smiles and the laughter...
Where they see happiness i see Death...
Don't try to gaze to deep past this mask i wear...
For u may fall deep into despair...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A secret remains always a secret, that's why it's called so. So that, they won't see a thing as people mostly have short vision, they see what it's seen and uncovered. I like this poem a lot ^^