When I look into it I see it for what it is - And I know its part of me and it definitely part of you. It’s said that the colour is red To me it’s brown - Not like the bark of a beautiful tree More like the colour of shit. I see it in my eyes I hear it in my voice I feel it in my heart and the soles of my feet. I burn - all over. I clench - everything. Why do I get this way? How much does it take away, From us… No damn it, from me! I could just shut up I could simply turn away I could agree... I’d lose me. I’d probably lose you If I quit right now Unresolved is infertile How could love grow? I burn - all over for you.