Color Prism

What happened, life used to be so wonderful?
I’ve been fed way too much bull.
I see white coal, black snow
Hearing the cries, voicing your goodbyes
Too late, I died

Lying is pointless – just prolongs youthful bliss
conceal the imperfections, delay the rejections
I don’t hide the veracity – there’s no stopping me
Is the sunny day dark or do my pupils just make a mark?
Fuck pessimism, life is a messed up color prism

People living aimless lives, dodging the flying sharp knives
good times beguile, so I pick and choose when to smile
quit this foolery of half assed chivalry, nobody wants your jewelry
my words are encrypted, to make you think a bit, you lazy sunnavabitch
I shun no one yet I’m known to none. I give nothing yet I want something

Remain skeptic or else your heart becomes septic
People can deceive despite what you believe
This isn’t a Christmas song, a happy ending? You’re wrong.
Happy times are temporary, don’t get so fucking merry
In the end, you come out on top because you chose to stop
This fraudulent emotion of happiness, you’re depressed at the best.