Red Lipstick

So that's the truth, huh? I understand. You have a lot that you've been trying to figure out. You're not...sure of who you are. That's what you're trying to figure out, you want to understand your own identity because every passing moment it's changing. I recognize that. Do you think you are capable of figuring this out?

I hate to watch my mother while she's walking with a cane
Her and Dad are all I'm living for
I know that it's insane
I know that she'd be sympathetic, but I hope he never finds out
Why I have the Sally's bag and how I feel my gender right now
So let me pipе down and write out everything I keep insidе
Just so I can record it later
Now I have nothing to hide
You've seen me flaunting the red lipstick
Chained to it, saying "yes mistress"
Witnessed how I'm a mess and watched me struggle through the restlessness

Lips red as roses
Golden glitter on my eyelids
Hold me up
Let me live life how I wish I did
I'm sick of going numb
I relinquish who I was, all those years, growing up
As a monster
I've been left confused and scared to open up