• Remove the iris
    What do you see?
    A color to miss,
    Or a pupil set free?

    Your soul’s in the mist
    Hiding within
    The black overtaking
    Dark against your skin

    The color now white
    The colors just mixed
    Reflecting off the light
    Concealing all your tricks

    Everyone else is so happy
    Observing, you crave their control
    Your iris is slowly slipping
    Until emptiness your soul