Black and White Scribbles

Fascinated with depression, sorrow, and fear

To see the world differently from an eye with a tear

It’s not as lonely as one think could be

But not as happy as a child in glee.

Two contrasting worlds now mingle

One sad melody and the other one a jingle

An endless song sung in single

A spark of hope in the ear tingle.

I choose black, I choose white

I choose darkness as I choose light

I choose to scribble down my life.

I choose to live with no more than a fight

I choose to walk down the path of sight.

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