True Colors

I feel the heat from my heart as it bleeds the color red

As I strum my guitar

It has some tears to shed

With both

We stand

Creating purple in the wind

It has a mind of its own

And drifts to neighbors on a whim

It passes through them

But their hearts don’t bleed the same

For some the color is different

And a rainbow is made

And although the grey sky tries to hide the colors that we’ve made

It seems the only thing that needed to be changed

Was the grey that day

But we will shine through and continue to show our pride

Because being ourselves is our one and true good side