If you don't get red by now
It's a bunch of things
Anger and blood are the main two things, I've had no other things that represent red but those
I don't think about any other colors from when I got here
Red is anger from everything
I can't release it either
It's like being stabbed while everyone watches while you feel your stomach drop and rise again
Red for blood
This hurts more than the pain I feel inside
Blood dried on my hands
All crusty and smeared from tears and fear
I can't empathize how much the red is here or how it exactly stands in my matter , but all I can tell you for I fact is red will hurt always
