All I see is red
The monster in me made
The blood on my bed
And I feel my sanity fading
The people who created me
The people who saw me as a machine
The people who underestimated me
The people who could care less about me
The blood on my walls
Reminds me of who I am
Can't reject the calls
Even if I can
Because its those people's blood
Who did unfair to me
And
All I see is red
YOU ARE READING
Blue and grey
PoetryJust some random poetry... A little pessimistic And I'm still 14, and all these are either made by me or my best friends If there is any sort of grammar mistake, Please do forgive All rights reserved
