Alienation paints her young mind red
Disillusion feeds raw fear
An unaccountable strangeness sets in
Disorientation becomes clear
Her life marched diligently onward
Confined to tight, dark spaces
But a bruised-orange sunrise dawns
Lights the path to much better places
It’s lonely in the back rooms of thought
And it’s dark on the outskirts of youth
Yet hope shone bright and yellow
Discovering an unspoken truth
Green is the color of discontent
Amidst vibrant fields of adolescence
A secret kept deep in the closet
Eventually outgrows the innocence
The kid now grown is transcending
Beyond the borders of polarity
Singing the blues of existence
Where titles fade to obscurity
He arrives just beyond the border of youth
Before the indigo sky can dissolve
Master now of darkness outgrown Confidence borne of weathered resolve
Though it took several lives to arrive here
Man and man now sacred composite
And the violet hues of this ceremony show
That the monster was always the closet