That veil, covering my eyes
Everytime I look at someone
While the veil is aside,
they die.
The mist is rising,
It's the fog I created,
I'm drowning in the air
And I hate it here.
The veil is dirty, and
I love the suffocating air.
With my eyes closed,
I feel the love and the hatred.
I refuse to look at someone
Until one day,
I choose to see my own colours.
I tear apart the veil,
While I stand infront of a mirror.