Violets are red, and nothing is right.
We are fighting,
Fighting,
We fight
For sight.
We both fight for the spotlight.
Struggle for the spotlight,
Against the hindsight,
Into the limelight,
We fight.
We wrestle to gain,
To get over the pain,
To be the side that overcame.
We fight and punch and scratch at you.
To deny the fact we’re both the exact same.
We’re both running the same race, playing the same game.
Fighting for security, fighting to stay sane.
The love and the hate, the songs and the games.
The two of us fight.
We fight to determine what to do.
We wrestle to determine what you think of you.
Hatred and love fight over you.
Say you hate yourself and love that you do.
Or say you love yourself and hate that you do.
We wrestle to see what you finally think of you.
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