Why do I write these lines?
I do not know...
What am I and what I like? I still do not know.
Am I looking for someone?
Am I your friend or foe?

Maybe I'm that weird looking girl, 

You used to mock at school.

Or maybe I'm that woman you shall never have.

Seen yet unseen,
Hard to find and hard to know,
Forever loved and never loved,
Black in soul and white as snow,
Flamed as my passion and dead as my heart.

My darkest night, my lady night,
Darken have been my dreams of late.
Through the pale beams of a guiltless moon,
I rot, alone, insane.
For my beauty shalt wilt, unseen

And forever gone.