I feel the pins and needles prying at the surface
What did I do to deserve this?
All of the pain, none of the purpose
My hair keeps on falling out, pouring into these tested hands
It'll bind around my fingers until it k**s the circulation
The spectrum speaks to all of you but not I
Am I the color missing in this world of life?
We draw the most beautiful pictures to please our perspectives
Only for them to be blacked out as anxiety ages
Show me your shades, all the shades that I can't see
You're so better than me but you insist on staying
Emulating your brightest side; a canvas too gorgeous for me to decide
If I should run & hide
From my departure
I should run & hide
Where do I go now?
I wonder if life works out or if I'm just born to die
The color missing is inside my beating heart
My only problem is I never know where to start