A story of It,
The one in the dark.
A story of the one,
Who lives with a shark.
To read a tale,
To share a rhyme.
A tale,
Hidden deep in the time.

It would want to be noticed,
But no one liked it.
It would want to be accepted,
But why did everyone hate it?

It never knew why they ran in fear,
Was it because of the reflection,
Seen in the mirror?
It knew why it was like that,
For his parents were the same.
Never accepted.

Yet, he had never understood,
Why people had to judge,
Others looks.
© DarkShadow