It's a cloudy grayish blue morning

And I'm stuck with my family inside

We argue and fight till we're sulking

Stuck with moms many threats to skin my hide

Alone in my room I am brooding

As the darkness relentlessly wins

The light in the window has a covering

And my mind starts to turn to past sins

I'm empty and flat like my walls are

Laid bare to the simplest of shades

Although it's complex and can go far

It's killed by the smallest of blades

What am I rambling on about

Colors getting killed by a knife?

What words and ideas do my mouth spout

When my life is so weakly tried with strife

I don't know what is wrong with my ideas

I don't know what I could try to improve

I just know that I'm messed up and alone

I just know that I'm stuck and can't move

And.... I miss you