To end,
My trembling heart,
Had finally concluded to meet you for the very last time.

It is indeed a herculean effort for my broken soul,
To gather courage and fearlessness
To look upon you without all merriment and happiness
Which once breathed in us.

I assume that,
The blurred memories which we made,
Will now collide with each other in your heart.

Memories, I believe,
Have become my past.

And now
As my future is drawing me to itself.

I'm scared.
Scared of failing.
Scared of losing.
Scared of feeling pain.
Scared of emotions.
Scared of love.
Scared of everything.
But no one knows.
Because that's the thing
About being scared.
Only the people that are scared
can see it.

Brain, brain go away
Don't want to listen one more day
Already lonely and afraid
Feel insecure and full of shame

Brain, brain don't act this way
You're always angry; Filled with hate
You know we're joined; Can't separate
Yourself your punching in the face

Brain, brain what can I say
To make it so you see things straight
Don't know how much more I can take
Of constant warring and debate

Brain, brain it's getting late
This journey's not some endless race
Life's flying by and at this pace
Forget a win; Not gonna place

Brain, brain let's medicate
I'll feed you drugs and we'll sedate
The only way to mitigate
Discrepancies we generate

Brain, brain we sadly waste
This outcome feels like it was fate
But never was there a sealed date
Fulfilling what we self-create

Brain, brain so much we faced
Success so close could almost taste
Instead our tail we always chased
We'll die alone sad and disgraced

Trapped in these chains where ever I go
even with the key I am not truly free.

I feel like an animal in a cage,
everywhere I go it feels the same.

My brain disagrees but my heart agrees,
that I am a women in a man's world.

Red is the rose
and the polish on my toes

Red is the kiss on my cheek
and my dress– truly chic

Red is also blood
and bodies in the mud

Red is red
Love and dead.

I am not violent.
I am not mischievous.
I am what they made me, a weapon.
I am a result.
Yet, they had the nerve to tell me to find peace.