An Auras Face
I can feel people’s aura
majority is corrupted but their are few that are sweeter
as for myself my aura is misleading
i prefer the veil of darkness over mine
to have such intimidation because the world has made me this way
though I actually am sweet I just can not really get along with many
my aura is completely different then you think I hide all different sides of it
and it is simply something I do
for you can not change me without changing you
This poem is about:
Me
Our world