Yellow from Blue

My tear stained cheeks
My wrists in crimson debt
Creating another streak
As the tears I wept

Sick of them saying
That they know it all
That they don’t cut
But only I fall

‘Cause they don’t feel
What I lock inside
They don’t have the problems
Which I have to hide

So how could they know
What I go through
So how can they tell me
To get yellow from blue