expectations

when your parents bring home a beautiful baby girl they have so many hopes and dreams. so many ... expectations... so many... but what if that little bundle of sugar and rainbows goes sour and grey. parents don't expect their little princess to want to be the evil queen. or to wear black instead or pink or even jeans instead of a dress. imagine how confused when their girl goes from playing house to wanting to play something more rough-n-tumble. the princess wants to be the hero not the damsel! she doesn't need to be saved by a prince, and now-a-days the so called prince's need saving more then not. so maybe this princess wants to be like robin hood and rob prince charming blind with her band of wicked bitches. she also grew out of her girly clothes and want to dawn black and other dark colors. this girl would rather be a queen then a princess, cloaked in leather, chains, and boots. you know what they saw 'the evil queens were just the princesses no one ever saved.' and i say i'm glad this princess became a queen and no sissy prince charming came a knocking. but hey i wont turn away a king in black armor with a evil glint in his cold eyes and a wicked smirk upon his lips lmao. but taming a evil queen is a lot harder then saving a swooning princess. that's why there's more boys then 'mens-men' in the would now a days.

Empty

Humans are social creatures, born with a need to be accepted and to be loved ectra. But what hppens when one is born in darkness with a void inside them that can not be filed. They wonder the dark abyss chasing a light that cant be caught. People avoid them because they don't understand, the child grows in search of a way to add color to a grey world and something to fill the vacancy in their chest. But the hollowness grows and makes them ache and cry for something or someone to help, crying becomes screams that grow louder as years go on. They echo in the void but will any one ever hear them or even bother to answer them if they were heard.

What color

Those who look in a mirror see what the see with their eyes. But those who look with true sense of sight can see more then mere skin and imagery easily altered. Look into the waters of true self and see truth that can not hide. See the monster that lurks beneath or the innocense that drowns in sins. Bare yourself to the scrutiny of those who see with not the eyes in their head but with their hearts. There is no escaping or hiding you ugliness or the blood that stains your dark souls. Now tell me what color do you think the shroud that encases you is. Do you think it is stained black with the sins that breathe down your neck?