Crimson dancing across my skin,
I wonder if this is truly a sin...

Poetic words dance across the page,
fighting a war no one should wage...

Ironic in this world of fate,
trapping my soul in a twist of hate...

Beautiful drops of frozen rain,
you fall in response to pain...

Do you find beauty twisted in lies,
with painful sorrow can you sympathize...

Why do you laugh and pretend you know me?
You lie and say the real me you see...