Darkness

I am afraid of the dark,
yet I am it.
There is white in my heart,
yet black all around.
The sound of their laugh,
they are not just white they are blank.
Blank to the fact of hurting inside,
my tears well up.
I can call them what I like,
yet I will not drop to that level.
For them to be nice,
I am the same.
But.
The taunting inside,
burns up my heart.
I am black, charcoal, whatever you like.

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