Color Reflections
Don’t search for your reflection
You know it isn’t there
Stop trying to tell me answers
When I’m trying so hard not to care
Don’t write my motto for me
Or sing to me my own damn song
I’ll reflect what I wanna see
I won’t be who you want me to be
Reflections that are empty
Seethe back into me
I’m sitting in the chair in the corner
So that you won’t notice or stare
The grass is growing faster outside
But it’s getting nowhere
The mirror won’t shine back
Because there’s no shine inside
And my heart has all turned black
Don’t tell me what you wanna hear
Cuz instead you’ll hear “just fine”
This burden is not too light to bear
Don’t hush me, I’ll continue my rhyme
Rip off your ears before you can hear
Tear off your nose to smell
Rip out my eyes and see my soul
Grab my soul to know
I know you don’t care
The sorrow that was behind those eyes
And all around the shadows of the sun
Just say what I don’t wanna hear
Till my ears fall off and my hair falls out
Paint my face your favorite color
Till your favorite colors turns black
Don’t search for your reflection
In black stained piles of glass
I have no mirror image
When the image won’t stare back
What’s your favorite color,
Is is blue, is it black?
Maybe I’ll paint your face that color
And you won’t hafta smile back
Copyright © Brooke Wolfe | Year Posted 2007
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