Who Am I?

As days pass and pass with no reason, I ask myself why. An answer never comes. When life hands out candy, but with an evil filled center, my wings turn black.

Just because they are black does not mean that they are evil. It means that they have seen the bullshit. And since all we are is the sum of all of our past experiences, it only makes sense that they, too, have been changed by life.

Yet life doesn't wait until you are ready, it just goes.