I saw it on your shirt one day
Against a stiff collar of white
I wasn’t sure of what to say
Or if I should start a fight
Red was never my colour.
Paris showed me everything;
My temper’s love,
The vain emotions of wine,
Tux that pays for sin,
And the betrayal of a kiss.
With lips shimmering with the color of love.
She stepped out of the closet
Clad in a floral patterned gown
With bright shoes looking all set
In her body of beauty I continue to drown.
Guarantees them confidence
Confidence to rise up to men and show their ranks
Stand up and stop your kids from Committing suicide.