Pink and Blue

Pink and Blue

WRITTEN BY PHOEBE HUNT

I like to pick at my wounds until the bleed
Take in the moon on a bended knee
Stare at the sky in the morning light
Pink and Blue are the color of God's eyes

There's a bell that rings when the school day ends
That's not the bell that rings for me
Sitting here till I make amends
Sitting here till I am free
Only then will it ring for me

The morning air so damp the dew
I know you can feel it to
Burning off this childish pain
Help me see the endless change
Running again and again I stray
From what do I run away
Searching for what is underneath
Knowing here I am complete

I like to pick at my wounds until the bleed...