Blue and purple stain the sink,
As she continues to not sleep another wink.
Her eyes could stir the sweetest guy,
But all she wants is another high.
Blood-stained drains and deeper pains,
Screaming to try and stop the migraines.
You'll never know what she is inside,
I asked her things but she only lied.
And this my dear, is my warning to you,
Please don't go down that road too.
Dyed my hair blue an purple, waiting to wash it out.