By Bella

I am black metal
Graphite
Gray lines separating good and evil
Right and wrong
(I am made of in-betweens)

I am magnetite
Crafted of iron and strength
Dark hues that try to hide glittering eyes
I act worse than I am
(Try-hard)

I am raw hematite
Ugly, unpolished
Never sharp
Some days, I’m more talc than iron
Some days, I’m all talk

Who I want to be and who I am
Are two opposite poles
There is no way to meet in the middle