Painted my sadness with mixed blends I created thru madness . The angry the tears the thoughts chains holding down was never earned I had been a stepping stone for everyone around me drained me of my own plan I had looking forward to living in rejoice. I'll never turn away from a friend if it's genuine my loyalty lives till I die . Feel I'm being pulled to each side I'm a one of a kind sturdy stock is within my green eyes tho hopes to be means nothing to me as I constantly choose insanity staying at the bottom because nobody else could lift the weight i carry . I'll stay stoned as it's fine with me. for the ones that I have left I hope they remember me. Know it's necessary i paint my face to hide the shame I own it and I don't need no army to fight for me no jokes with this clown as I stand in the mirrors as they shatter before me my reflection as I hold my own . I stand alone. No regrets it's the hand I've been dealt I deal with it gradually.and it seems my purpose was never meant to make me happy. the ones there's nothing like a chance passing by like the voice that forgets how to speak when if ur depression takes over just like I let it happen to me