IN
Your in the grey...
...in between unconsiousness
and consiousness.
You have a knife in your neck...
...any regrets? I bet.
I'm dressed in black.
In your head I"m in red...
...not dying just introverted and dead.
It's sad. Beautiful and sad.
The enemy in me is me.
My enemy is my life.
The enemy in you is me.
Your enemy is that knife.
Any regrets?
Your IN the red...
...in between alive and dead.
I'm not really alive at all.