Beautiful Souls
Why do all the beautiful souls go, go away
Why do all the beautiful souls fight the urge to stay?
Why do all the beautiful souls find it hard to play a part?
Why do all the beautiful souls bleed within their hearts?
This world wasn’t made for me
This world wasn’t made for me
I can honestly say with all that’s come my way
This world wasn’t made for me.
Why do all the beautiful souls cry beneath their skin?
Why do the beautiful souls find it hard to win?
Why do all the beautiful souls dress in shades of blue?
Why do all the beautiful souls resemble souls like you?
Because this world wasn’t made for me
This world wasn’t made for me
I can honestly say with all that’s come my way
This world wasn’t made for me.
Why? Please tell me why
Why? somebody tell me why
Yes why, it’s always why
Do all the beautiful souls go unnoticed?
Until their gone!
By: Sabina Nicole
Written for all those who left to soon!
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2017
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