Sin Is My Color

Sin is my color
With it's passionate flares and beautiful beams
It's too hard to not become entranced by it
But it is wrong to succumb to your wants

It blazes on my ebony hair
Sparks the desires that rest deeps within my soul
And gives me the light I need
To watch you through the darkest depths

It is evil and not to become of me
For I am a model doll of the perfect child
I am not suppose to want or need
To live in rays of that of which is sin

But Sin is my color
And I embrace every moment
It moves within me, making me lust over you
I am full of it's pride

Emotions have taken over
And wrath draws near
I am greedy of how it forces all the pain away
Making me forget it

Other's have noticed my change in style
Not as gluttony as I was when I hadn't known
I envy those who are not dyed
With these colors of sin

The sloth in those who aren't of sin
Are the colors that aren't tainted
With that of evil and pain
I see them and they do not see me

Sin is my color
And It is not my fault I have
It has made me mad for it is forbidden and deadly
However, Everyone wants what they can not have