Paint it Purple
I am offering a video and song I wrote and produced. Paint it Purple was written and produced by me. It is a song about a person who walks into a room of people who gossip about her or him, causing grief and panic. Paint it Purple was written from my heart and soul for myself and others who have been bullied and abused by others who misunderstood or were blatantly abused by the other person or persons. Purple is a color of love, healing, and calmness.
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a video and song I created and produced. I poured my heart and soul into the production.
Title: Paint it Purple Pink, Black, Red, & White Verse 1: When I walk in the room To be doomed As their eyes pierce through me like knives, Cutting me down before I rise. Whispers circle, sharpened tongues, Their eyes burn, ruthless and cruel, Scorching every piece of me like ambered fuel. Whispers circle, sharpened tongues, Every color turns black when I am old or young. Pre-Chorus: I keep my armor close, my heartbeat tight, Always bracing for another fight. But what if I am more than just their doubt? What if I paint it purple and drown them out? Chorus: I am not your faded story, I am bold, I am free. I wear my scars like painted glory, And no one takes that from me. Verse 2: Every word they threw, I caught, Built a wall, a fortress wrought. But walls keep out the light, I see, It is time to turn them into poetry. Bridge: I swallowed fire, I bit my tongue, Buried every scream, left every song unsung. But silence isn’t shelter, it’s a cage, And I won’t fade away without a good name. I will sing although they tried to drown out the real me, I will lift my soul high where their words won’t bound me.. Final Chorus: I am not your faded story, I am bold, I am free. I wear my scars like painted glory, And no one takes that from me.
Title: Paint it Purple Pink, Black, Red, & White Verse 1: When I walk in the room To be doomed As their eyes pierce through me like knives, Cutting me down before I rise. Whispers circle, sharpened tongues, Their eyes burn, ruthless and cruel, Scorching every piece of me like ambered fuel. Whispers circle, sharpened tongues, Every color turns black when I am old or young. Pre-Chorus: I keep my armor close, my heartbeat tight, Always bracing for another fight. But what if I am more than just their doubt? What if I paint it purple and drown them out? Chorus: I am not your faded story, I am bold, I am free. I wear my scars like painted glory, And no one takes that from me. Verse 2: Every word they threw, I caught, Built a wall, a fortress wrought. But walls keep out the light, I see, It is time to turn them into poetry. Bridge: I swallowed fire, I bit my tongue, Buried every scream, left every song unsung. But silence isn’t shelter, it’s a cage, And I won’t fade away without a good name. I will sing although they tried to drown out the real me, I will lift my soul high where their words won’t bound me.. Final Chorus: I am not your faded story, I am bold, I am free. I wear my scars like painted glory, And no one takes that from me.
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