Sometimes my emotions aren't clear,
No matter how much I want them to be.
They're not black or white,
I don't always know how I'm supposed to feel,
I don't even now if I'm supposed to feel at all.
But I can tell you I'm never blue,
When I know I'm all alone,
I live in my own little world.
There the skies are never a pretty blue,
The way you hurt me inside,
I'm overwhelmed with tears everyday,
And the bruises are never black and blue,