Red
I watch the red seep,
Dripping
Dripping
Dripping.
It's pretty.
It makes me pretty.
Only the red makes me pretty.
I feel the sting.
Burning
Burning
Burning.
It reminds me.
It reminds me that I'm alive.
Only the sting reminds me I'm alive.
I see their faces.
Laughing
Mocking
Judging.
They break me.
They tear me apart from the inside.
Their face keep me chained down.
Friends.
No, fakes.
Foes in masks.
Masks of painted smiles and cheerful eyes.
They want me to match.
Match their masks of lies and deceit.
So I sit.
I wait.
Head hung in defeat.
I paint my smile
Bright
Glistening
Red.
I watch the red seep,
Dripping
Dripping
Dripping.
It's pretty.
It makes me pretty.
Only the red makes me pretty.
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