Forgotten Colours

Margarita Peltekis

She's in a room but she doesn't know why
Four white walls are the only sight
All the colours stripped from her eyes
Picture frames and people's names
Appearing now
It's all too strange
But she remains unfazed
All this madness
Is tearing pieces out of her mind
She's forgotten
What it's like to feel alive
All the weapons gone
But she still likes to fight
No one knows why
No one knows
No one knows why
She felt this emptiness
She couldn't fill
You'd never catch her
Standing still
Always must be doing something
Nothing's worse than doing nothing
She looked at the picture frames
All those smiles must be fake
Or she's doing something wrong
Must be doing something wrong
How can they be so happy?
Don't they know?
Time's been running out
Since time began
All this madness
Is tearing pieces out of her mind
She's forgotten
What it's like to feel alive
All the weapons gone
But she still likes to fight
No one knows why
No one knows
No one knows why
Her mind is a parasite
Sucking out logic
All she's left with
Are disturbing images
Of things that could happen
But will probably not
She's in a state of panic
And a state of shock
Visually everything
Is where it used to be
Daytime
Nighttime
Same routine
Holding on
Losing grip
Bottomless pit
All this madness
Is tearing pieces out of her mind
She's forgotten
What it's like to feel alive
All the weapons gone
But she still likes to fight
She doesn't know why
She doesn't know
She doesn't know why
The colours have gone
She doesn't know
Why it all went wrong

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