True Colors

(Over the words)

Maybe if I talked to you first, you would've been the last
They say every second is accounted for so how? How this my mast?

"In a world full of people you can lose sight of your road, and the darkness that be inside you makes you feel so small"

Never a definitive answer I get, just left with impossible to even be true
Like who were those numbers to
In the hospital when every time I called it was another obstacle too
Another question I never got an answer to

left with a whisper
"Youre true colors are beautiful like a rainbow"

Your eyes and what they say now - I used to think I knew
So I trusted a comfort cause I didn't deserve the karma - so it had to been true

I believed...
"If this world makes you crazy and you've taken all that you can take - call me up cause you know I'll be there"

Feeling way down right now and I keep telling myself but I was a mom
Psychologically hysterical cause they have an answer to that alarm

Comfort
Strength
Command
and Demand
Just adding to my list of perfect that keeps me even further from where they think I should land

"Youre true colors are beautiful like a rainbow"
All my colors are

"I can't remember when I last saw you laugh"

Nah but Mona Lisa just a bitch to them
Lonely and not trying to fall into feeling sorry for myself again

I'm over it - totally excepted my mental health
Just wish those prayers went the other way
But maybe God felt I had something real important to say
One day...

I understand why he wrote so much or why he said stay busy
State of mind in line with so much fucked up shit it make you dizzy
Their pics on the banner yet nobody has a clue what I'm even trying to say
Same FUCKING story EVERYWHERE I need answers to, just my every day
Yo like everynone else then - keep that shit any way


"I NEVER was afraid to let them show, all my true colors - beautiful like a rainbow"