Purple Red

I kept falling, as if people I couldn’t see
were tripping me up
My legs hurt a lot
always bruised always purple
And I kept cutting my left hand too
The gash burned under the water
always blood always red
Worst case I would always be mistaken
Too much esteem hung like borrowed
clothes on those I trusted
When they said ‘But she’s quite different’
I learned in time, all differences are alike
My soul was bruised by pride
and my face flushed with shame
When I was a kid I’d build a tent out of a blanket
to take refuge in, you know
Now I am naked in the middle of a crowd
A naked mirror they will gaze into
and hate their own reflection
And that’s why the only thing still left
is the spectacular twin rainbows of my fate
always purple always red
What can I do, I have no choice but to say it
So often I’ve been deceived, stabbed too many times
always deep purple always blood red