I paint every shade of my pain 

On paper and call it healing 

I bleed from my heart every night 

And smile on the days to show I am dealing. 

Dealing with the fake world 

Their immature talk being unfurled 

I paint every shade of my pain 

On paper and in my mind 

And thinking about the beautiful time 

My heart skips a beat 

Those were the days to rewind. 

For my joy and happiness to cease.