She was my star Couldn't stop screaming for the lights I saw a man who only knew red She's shades of pink Loves soft blush I prayed he go back to gray A backpack, little girl and stairs What did I do? What crime called for death? She came in like courage I can't see gray The pink I could of been broken Something spilled within A dash of resent Can't let it go, I don't wanna get swallowed in it, I'm red, The most common shade for revenge.
I'm probably not done with it, because it may or may not be me but somethings off or missing.