My story
Blue
I’m blue
Why you say?
I’m blue cause I’m sad
I’m sad because I’m hurt
I’m hurt because my heart was broken
It broke in many pieces that I can’t seem to find
I didn’t know I was this broken I don’t know where to hide
I have to hide from everyone so that they won’t see
If they see they will judge me without knowing my story
My story is real
My story is true
My story is the reason why I’m blue
Don’t call me blue cause I’m down
Call me blue cause I’m cold
I’m too cold is what I was told
But was I too warm when I was warm?
Or just a little of both will do?
I don’t know about you but I don’t like being blue
I’ll be blue for now because it’s safe
While my heart is healing I need to chill some place
