Blue from the broken thoughts of loneliness and confusion entering her mind like a yearning of wanting to be free from the chains of a stone around her neck that burdens her with sickness and despair.
Wanting a hand held out to her from a man she desperately wants to save her from her depressed, trapped mind beyond repair.
Surrounded by games of immaturity and child-like behavior that is wearing thin in her mind, body, and soul.
For when the time-bomb of her mentality is ticking, the self-destruction takes it toll.
Blue from always being in the middle of everyone’s melodramatic childish events.
Trying to be the friend and the peacemaker so chaos prevents.
Blue for not having the power to stand up and make a friend because of the way she looks.
So she rather stays at home with her nose in the books.
Blue from being alone and don’t want to appear clingy and needy for her pride needs to be strong as nails.
Blue from not being able to speak what words she has to say as frustration prevails.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go, and blue for not having anyone to talk to in her time of need.
Most of the jokers don’t want to listen, they just want her seed.
Blue at the world as most drive their luxurious cars and walk the sidewalks taking life for granted.
When noone stops to breathe in the beauty and the Earth’s offerings so enchanted.
Blue from the losses as the times of sorrow is here holding our hands and hearts.
Most of all blue for having no love to give as hate starts.
