Imperfect
By Invisible Poet •
In the shadow of my soul
i only do what i am told
and i will never be whole
i will be forever cold
Inside this shell
that is my body
theirs the toll of the bell
our outer appearance is so gaudy
I dont see how anyone
could have made us so flawed
he stopped halfway through and said done
the empty cold of my soul will never be thawed
If their is a god
then i wish he was dead
instead of some drunken sod
filling everybodys head
With shitty ideas
and false beliefs
my life is not on a dias
my soul is my own to keep.