Red is for the blood I've bled,
Blue is for the tears I've shed,
White is for those who are dead,
and pink is for the one that is me.

Black is for the grief inside,
Yellow is for the light outside.
Grey is for the rainy days,
Orange is for the fire of pain.

Pain is what's inside of me,
It eats me up every day.
The one I love is with someone else,
and I hate to see them together.
It only makes me feel worse.

I want to be there for my sister,
I want to be there when she needs somebody.
I want to be the one she comes to,
whenever she is scared and hurt.
I want to be a good sister.

I don't like to have the disagreements,
I don't like to hurt her so much.
I want her to share he secrets with me,
to trust me like sisters should.

I want to be a good daughter for my mother,
but it's hard when I've been so selfish lately.
I try to think about what others may feel,
to guess what they might think.

I don't like to be the person I am,
I want to be a good person,
I don't want to be the enemy.

I want to show my love,
I want to free myself again,
I want to be... me.