do not judge the color my skin is from inside there isnt any cover to protect my heart from breaking.
the ugly lies cover the smiles and the petty hi sets them aside.
screaming through pain inside,out all they can hear is the 3 thousand dollars reaping apart. more pain it brings as if im the only one who has caused suffering. all the pain are shaped because of the sin that was made by me. river of lies they try to hide, can be dried out but the line it will leave behind will never fade.
and all that my dear friend is my sin.to speak the truth to honer duty, loyalty,justice they all are my sins. and i take a minute thinking about the parts that are broken, i take a minute and i think of my sins. how different perspectives can be...