To love, to be loved, to be truthful

The hills, the dales, the twinkling lights

Every goddamn thing reminds me of him 

How do I turn away from you like that, oh mother? 

Could you just crack open your womb and embrace me back into your arms? 

I am all fazed.

Tell me, how do I run blood in my veins that's not red? 

My love for him is red,

He paints my body, my soul red

Mother, I stood beside your pond 

And I couldn't find me

I am bleeding red

I am melting red

Mother, if you gave birth to me to be in pain, please tell me why did you even have me born? 

I need answers, mother, answer me.