Color me bloody
Color me red
Color me that color I’ll always dread


Let your words strike me
Let your fists bruise me
Let me fall crumpled in pain

Hurt me till I can’t feel anymore
Hit me till your arms are sore
Lash out at me, and don’t take it back
One day though, I might fight back

Color me bloody

Let me cry
Let me die
Let me boil on the inside
Let my eyes well up
Let the tears burn my face
Let my anger build

Color me red

You’ve watch me fall apart at your hands
Watch me as I fight back
You’ve watched me bleed it all
Watch as I strike back
Watch me as I hold you life in my hands
Watch as I show you what you’ve done to me
Watch as I grip this gun

I watch as you gape in surprise
I watch the tears well in your eyes
I watch as you scream
I don’t want to die!
I watch as I finger the trigger
“This will make everything better…”
Or so I think.
I squeeze my eyes shut and squeeze the trigger
Bang!
A hole.
Above your head

No
No
I’m not like you
Killing someone is something I won’t do
You killed me on the inside, it’s really the same thing
As killing me on the outside

Instant gratification isn’t worth a thing
If death by my hand brings

I drop the gun and turn
I know you have the burn
A scar on the inside no one can see
A physical scar is something I won’t do
I’d hate the crimson color that would flow from you
Why settle for that when I can leave you with
Emotional scars that will never quit

Color me bloody
Color me red
Blood is the wonder that I’ll always dread

Color me bloody
Color me red
Crimson is the color
I won’t color you with