How colorful our life is, deep in our heart, there's a black spot.
That's, a hidden spot.
It's the center of the negativity. Where when it is triggered, the negativity, pours out like heavy rain.
Get this. I hate this. This feeling of negativity.
Trying to get rid of it, but it won't, obviously, go.
It creeps inside me, slowly.
Eating me, inside out. Slowly.
Till it finally consume me.
Fin.
