I feel the pins and needles prying at the surface What did I do to deserve this? All of the pain, none of the purpose My hair keeps on falling out, pouring into these tested hands It'll bind around my fingers until it k**s the circulation The spectrum speaks to all of you but not I Am I the color missing in this world of life? We draw the most beautiful pictures to please our perspectives Only for them to be blacked out as anxiety ages Show me your shades, all the shades that I can't see You're so better than me but you insist on staying Emulating your brightest side; a canvas too gorgeous for me to decide If I should run & hide From my departure I should run & hide Where do I go now? I wonder if life works out or if I'm just born to die The color missing is inside my beating heart My only problem is I never know where to start