M.O.C.H.A (Reflection)

 

 

I am not what I am

That's what Iago said

Atleast I still have the dark curly hair, on top of my dark brown head

Black like the night and white as snow,

Where my kind lives, nobody dares to go

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon

Or is it too soon for my Juliet to show?

You see they say there's someone for everyone, plenty of fish in the sea

Yet with these dark scales and this fair voice, I feel there's only me

Can't see in the shadows and I'm blinded by the light,

Who the fuck do I go to when the haters want to fight?

You said you made us in your image, asshole, well which one is it?

Got two rooms in my mind and I don't know which one to visit

I'm frustrated as fuck and it's all because of you

I'm not allowed to be black and don't look white,

Only thing left for me is blue