She paints her nails black
her mascara blends in
when she wipes away her tears
She tries to be strong and hide her fears
She paints her nails black
she'll match any style around
from punk rock to glam chic
there's no stopping that beautiful chick
She paints her nails black
wakes up each morning and
decides who she will be that day
till the tears come and she pushes them away
She paints her nails black
is it who she has to become
or who she chooses to be
she is simple, elegant, depressed ol me
Payyton Egerstaffer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/color-of-her-heart/
