Everything around,

The grey, the white, the black;

Everything around,

A story no one tells.

This smooth, glass surface,

Is where the fluttering ideas go

When nobody cares to give this dark a thought.

If you take a closer look,

You will find something buried in the words.

And instead of turning your backs,

Open yourself up!,

The sombre birds of your mind take flight:

Your mind is a loaded gun!

A/N: IDK if this'll make a lot of sense to everyone, but it might a bit if u look at BlackeningMind's books. Actually, IDK if this would make sense to the author too. Anyway, check this author out too, and I hope u peeps like my stuff!