red flags
I was born with a pair of glasses
That made the world seem mellow
Not blue-colored or green
Nor brown
Or yellow
It was a world where rattlesnakes
chirped like birds
and hurricanes felt like gentle sea breezes
Insults were misunderstandings
and "I love you" cured diseases
Where obsession was a compliment
and talking to my friends meant
breaking the pact that we made
ireedemable, disgusting and hellbent
I should have seen it coming
I should have spotted the clues
When snakes coiled at my feet
And my heart was missing a fuse
My head said I should go
But my chest said I'm alone
Because real love didn't need
to be in captivity to grow
If your glasses are like mine
Now is the time to act
When you see through rose-colored glasses
All the red flags
Look like flags
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