On lonely dark nights,

I stare at the sparkling black sky.

I love how the night has a dark secret mystery to it.

Even when the world is at it’s darkest

it still has a pale frigid light to guide us

The stars still shimmer and shine on us.

But although there is always light out there,

I still feel lonely and dark in here.

 

On lonely dark nights,

I put on a black dress.

I put on dark eye shadow and black eyeliner.

I let down my long dark brown hair.

and the only color I put on is

pink rose petal lipstick.

Some might say that even my flaws are beautiful

but they don’t know the true price of this dark beauty.

Hiding your colorful soul

behind the darkness of the world.

Nobody truly wants to know your soul

only your body.

The only thing that shines is your body,

and the only color they see is your lips

and that’s only because they can’t wait to kiss them.

When in reality all I want is my spirit to glow.

 

On lonely dark nights,

I go in search for a warm light

while I have the cold one

watching over my shoulders.

I dance around making every guys’ head turn

and I smile

with every eye that touches me.

They love the way my curvy body moves,

so smooth and relaxing

like waves from the ocean.

I want to hypnotize them

hypnotize them with my words

hypnotize them with my kindness.

Hypnotize them

like the glimmering stars hypnotize me at 3 a.m

 

On lonely dark nights,

I love the attention I get

when I go in search for a connection

but at the end of the day there really is no affection.

there’s only one thing they notice

and that’s my lovely hourglass shape.

Beauty never allows to let my soul shine

When they see me

all they see is my beautiful smile.

They never see my intellectual side.

They expect me to be naive

When in reality

they probably don't even know which amendment has the freedom of speech.

 

On lonely dark nights,

I learn that the price of beauty

comes with a price of being dark.

The darkness with losing yourself in everyone who calls you beautiful.

You fall so in love with the word

"beautiful"

thinking they might be talking about your soul

but they’re only talking about your curved back.

I want to reveal my amazing soul to them

tell them about my dreams of traveling

but they’re too busy not letting me talk.

I try so hard to let myself shine like a star,

But at the end of the day

I feel trapped behind dark beauty.

The beauty of the eyes, the lips

The beauty of the legs, the hips

 

Truth is

On lonely dark nights

I’m just a 17 year old girl

sitting at a party

hiding behind the darkness of the world

But every time I look in the mirror

I see right through the bones

of the intelligent dark beauty.

and I see the color inside

screaming to please

come out.