Sweet on The Inside

Buzzing and humming no where to be found, colorful stripes — they are always around. When flowers blossom and the sun shines, they still glimmer as their silent future declines. Confusing an angles for a devil, hurting the hurt, looking for the wrong thing always on alert. Day by day creating something sweet, mad at them for something you call a treat. harmless and calm, with no evil inside, You cause there perish and still take pride. afraid for their life and misunderstood, anything to survive, hiding under your hood. black and yellow with fuzz all around, their sweet souls imperil, I hope your proud.