Black Sheep
Black Sheep


The oddball...or rather
The rotten one
Odd indeed is its life
"Failures" became its synonym
"Perfection" always belonged to its kinsfolk
"Success" meant being sculpted by
The sculptor called society
The black sheep was always an outcast
In its own world
Never understood, lonely, chaotic, dark
Many emotions slayed
Always searching for happiness
As time goes...
When perfect became not so perfect
When truth revealed itself layer by layer
Even the perfect is lonely in its own world
Every perfect and black sheep
Fighting its own fight
Like a ticking bomb
Waiting...and waiting