Color me blue
ill share my story with you
stuck in a phase
a never ending space
kills me inside
the colors I despised
color me red
for each line that I bled
independent clause
with my life on pause
color me pink
as the tears run like ink
color me black as i put on a act
Ill pretend its okay
the scars will fade
After all its just a phase
So color me grey
As I lay here and pray
Hoping for a better day
Faking a smile for a little longer
Hold on just a little bit stronger
Color me blue
Because who knew this story
Would be true
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We all Have our Secrets
PoetryI'm starting a book of my poetry, I'm not the best writer. My stories somewhat original, writing to me is so much more then a passion. I started writing, when I self harmed. I was 13, figuring this world out. The only way I can get out my true feeli...
