Don't be another victim of the mask I wear
It's wrong, I know, the things I can hide, and it’s not fair
A mask I try so hard to keep on for others not to see
The realness of which I am so violently shaking to be
The color red for my cheeks to disgustingly display rage
The feeling is so strong for at times it's kept in a cage
The color orange in my skin to show I am outgoing
Only on the outside though, because I'm ongoing
The color green over my eyes to relinquish the past
That pushes ever so deeply yearning to relive and last
The color blue in my eyes to uncover my years
I tried to hide and am now the core of all my fears
The color purple under my eyes to show the nights
That I couldn't get him off, where he took my rights
