Changing colours on how I feel,
my heart does it often. Don't even know what's real.
Coming into one feeling so symmetrical,
O' a kaleidoscope.

Remember the very first time, really wasn't by the best time,
lying to myself that I'm just fine,
think about it now that's just a cliché line, cause I'm just lying.

Still not the same when I write this, when it's all past I'll probably wish I never wrote this.
So many of these colours, I'm just going through the motions,
Mirrors in my heart somehow really help me to focus,
See myself clearly and never say that I'm worthless,
Though the Thoughts at the tip of my mind,  low-key  feel pointless.

But I'll need change, as I readjust my mirrors for a clear range,

Not in an empty space.
Cause hiding in my empty closet space isn't a filling place.
But I'll lock that door, really just in case.

In my Kaleidoscope, a pretty design if you really look close,
holding a lot of colours, within each piece of all worth.
Cause really I'm a kaleidoscope