Black, Blue, Purple, Red
Are they really gone?
Can I run away now?
Is it safe?

Black, Blue, Purple, Red
I look down at the ground
And I gag at the puddle of blood beside me
The puddle of MY blood

Black, Blue, Purple, Red
I finally got away
They didn't follow me this time
I'm home
But no one notices the blood stains on my clothes

Black, Blue, Purple, Red
I look at myself in the mirror
And I find myself asking the same stupid question over and over
"Why me?" "Why me?" "Why me?" "Why me?!"
I see all of the bruises, and cuts, and cover them
No one would notice anyway...

Black, Blue, Purple, Red
My bruises will all go away
My cuts will all heal
And my scars will all fade away
They always have
But will I really be okay?

Black. Blue. Purple. Red.
The only colors in my otherwise colorless world

Black- Blue- Purple- Red-
I'm at school and they found me
Black. Blue. Purple. Red.
I'm laying on the floor, trying to ignore the searing pain
Black! Blue! Purple! Red!
They left me in a crumpled ball, bleeding badly
No one noticed

Black, Blue, Purple, Red,
That's it!
I'm done!
I can't take it anymore!
I raise the gun to my forehead....

Black, Blue, Purple, Red. Black, Blue, Purple, Red.

I chant the colors in my head
Black,
I feel his hand touch my shoulder,
Blue,
His hand relaxes my arm and takes the gun away,
Purple,
His arms hug me
Red,
And my friend tells me that he will help me
So, I listen to him

And, finally, someone can see the bruises
See the cuts and the scars and the blood
Finally, someone understands and can HELP me
FINALLY I will be alright.