Paint Me a Better World

Someone watch over me
Give me shelter
Give me safety
In a quiet corner
Of a quiet classroom
There’s a kid with his nose in a book and he can’t understand
The way we come of age
Friends once so close torn apart by
Decisions not made by us but by birth
The way we’re brought into the world
In a quiet apartment
Before an empty canvas
There’s a girl with a brush in her hand
Painting a better world
One where her family understands
And respects her for who she is not who she loves
Tear me open, look inside
Tell what’s wrong, what did you find
Is my blood still red?
My heart still beating?
Were there 200 bones and lungs still breathing? Find the defect
Find the flaw
If I’m so fucked up tell me what’s wrong
I dare you, come on, come on