Yellow turns red

I can't cross the street ahead,

Blue turns black

I'm out of line and stuck.

This crony had a risky path

That I can't solve with math,

Thus the truth hurts

And I don't want to be slurs.

Paper slash cuts down 

Blood came out in the thorns of crowns,

I know I'm afraid 

And this only crony that you aid.

I knew your with somebody 

But I plunge within this thee,

I felt ashamed with myself

Let me fall within this cliff.

I want you to feel happy

And not to feel guilty,

Coz I started this shitty

And start slowly to not clingy.