Crimson...

Red ink that drips
Slowly and thick
Running down my fingertips
Crimson teardrops hit the floor
Just wanting to escape
Nothing more
To feel free and open
To bleed out the fear
To bleed out the frustration
So sick of smiling
Just wanting to scream
Hating all the others
Who believe in believing
Looking at them, seeing just the same
Refuse to be like them, I will remain untamed