I can't communicate the way I feel
Red is the color of the pain I see
I'm clouded by fear
Shamed into thinking I'm not enough
When this silly life gets to tough
Why am I this way when thinking the lines of red are spaced to far away
I wanted this pain to go away
Just for once so I can be free of this demise
Instead of living in spite of who I am
Because red is the only thing I truly think of when I question to myself who I am
