I Am Black.

I put black in a person and tried to write this...

I am black. I may seem very calm and comfortable when you look at me, but on the inside there is a tornado of extreme emotions and sometimes utter confusion. You look at me and think how cool, because I look like I'm 17 all the time.

I can take pain because I want to feel. I want to feel friendship, love, happiness, joy - anything, but I don't want to be numb.

I am strong. I have been in and out of depths of darkness, but I've always chased the glitter - that eternal beam of light, and bounced back as much as I could because I do not want to be numb.

I am intelligent, but I don't talk much. I paint, I write, I sketch, but I am not loud. I do my work quietly, creatively and silently because most of the times my work speaks for me.

I am not messy, but sometimes appear so because I don't care about trivial things in life like my hairstyle or my clothes. But I do have a tendency to care deeply about things that are close to my heart.

I love deeply - I cannot let go off someone, who has touched my heart, for eternities. I may appear shy or boring or even gothic at first, but once a friend is always a friend with me. I can walk miles to see an old best friend and find conversation start just where we stopped.

Although I can forgive but never forget, I don't keep grudges. I may seem very cold on the outside, but on the inside I am as warm as the early morning sun on your face when you are just out of bed.

I am most misunderstood among all the other 'colours' because I don't explain - I just don't feel the need to sometimes.

I am sometimes short tempered, but that's because I am very sensitive. I listen very attentively and quietly when I feel we are making sense. I mostly like quiet, but I need to feel adrenaline every now and then, so I get wild sometimes.

I am classy, I am black, I am darkness, I am beautiful.

I am strong, and I am always there.

I am the Dark Knight, and I am proud of it.