The Colour of My Soul

In my underwear drawer

I hide

My underwear.

Dark and deranged

I only wear black.

The colour of my soul.

I hide deception

And sin.

How I fit them all in

I don't know.

My outer garments are bright and breezy

Smiling boldly.

But beneath

No one must ever know

What is there,

Dark and deranged.

The colour of my soul.

Hidden with my underwear.