The Color Within
I just stood there
Almost paralyzed by your beauty
Yet, Letting your hurtful words cut me so deep I started to bleed from my wrist
My blood was as red as her matte lipstick
From the pain I began to cry
My tears as blue as her eyes
You picked at my soul like a game of operation
Slowly taking colors out of my life one by one
You thought you had it all didn’t you
That you had used my green to paint her
beautiful nails
Or my purple to give her hightlights in her hair
But little did you know
I keep i small dose of yellow within me
My own happiness that I locked up when I met you
See now I can re color myself much brighter than before without any of your help
Because in the end she will fade out with my old colors and you will be begging to be this close to a beautiful radiant rainbow
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