Pretty isn't always me

Pretty isn’t always me

Dark

suffering

A bit of misery.

I write what is on my mind

My mood changes all the time.

I could write a love poem

To the sweetheart of my dreams.

Love is not the only thing on my mind

Not the only thing I see.

Pretty isn’t always me

Powerful

Wild

Could get quite extreme.

Politics and idiots

All the above

Right now, I don’t see

Or feel the love.

I could write about angels

I write about God from time to time.

I could write about pretty things

Like sugar and spice.

But I am not naive

Fully aware that life isn’t always nice.

Pretty isn’t always me

I have seen a lot of death

Sometimes I feel quite empty

At times I get depressed.

I write about my beliefs

And my own opinions.

Some people judge and criticize me

I am fully aware that I can be crazy.

I sincerely apologize

That I am not always happy

So sorry

But no, I am not sorry

Because pretty is just not always me.