Under My Cloak of Darkness

Under my cloak of darkness, I had let myself go
My tears stained my cheeks

My tears were like a river in a silent forest
My river was as loud as the forest, even louder at night
I know because at night in the forest it is lonely, it is quiet
I couldn't hold them in anymore,they blocked my eyes
My tears were like fog covering the night sky

I wiped my stained eyes only to see a clear world
Even though the world is full of happiness, I am still not happy
We are brainwashed to believe we have to live this way,
if we don't, we are all cast away to the strays

Which only makes me cry even harder
The world is broken,
I am broken

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