Paint it Purple

I wrote this today from my dreams, life, and tidbits of the news. I was thinking about this topic for hours. Finally, I wrote the song, created a video to add visuals.

Paint it Purple

Pink, Black, Red, & White

Verse 1:

When I walk in the room

To be doomed

As their eyes pierce through me like knives,

Cutting me down before I rise.

Whispers circle, sharpened tongues,

Their eyes burn, ruthless and cruel,

Scorching every piece of me like ambered fuel.

Whispers circle, sharpened tongues,

Every color turns black when I am old or young.

Pre-Chorus:

I keep my armor close, my heartbeat tight,

Always bracing for another fight.

But what if I am more than just their doubt?

What if I paint it purple and drown them out?

Chorus:

I am not your faded story,

I am bold, I am free.

I wear my scars like painted glory,

And no one takes that from me.

Verse 2:

Every word they threw, I caught,

Built a wall, a fortress wrought.

But walls keep out the light, I see,

It is time to turn them into poetry.

Bridge:

I swallowed fire, I bit my tongue,

Buried every scream, left every song unsung.

But silence isn’t shelter, it’s a cage,

And I won’t fade away without a good name.

I will sing although they tried to drown out the real me,

I will lift my soul high where their words won’t bound me..

Final Chorus:

I am not your faded story,

I am bold, I am free.

I wear my scars like painted glory,

And no one takes that from me.

Written by

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

Trusselli Art

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