Reflecting into my vision
Red
Reading between the lines of my own mind

Running away
Red
Running back

Rotten judgement is what I seem to be
Red
Ripped away from what I know about myself

Reviling is what I am accused of
Red
Right or wrong doesn't seem to matter anymore

Responsibility knocks on my door
Red
Reduce the yearning

Remorse fills my eyes
Red
Rolling my eyes in mockery

Checkmate