The same color

What's happening to us?

I'm waiting for you to reply.

Could it be I remind you of someone?

Could it be I remind you of yourself? 

Or part of yourself that you deny?

Could this be a surprise to you?

Why is that you deny yourself pleasure?

We all do the same thing at night.

We all bleed the same color.

We all hope for love and the divine to save us and have mercy upon us. Now, why can't you realize? You have heard me crying, you have heard me whining and moaning. Now, why can't you realize?

We all bleed the same color. I want you to love and hold me tight! But I won't wait till that happens you are careless and blind.

There so many people with an infliction and they can see. We all bleed the color.

And have the same needs.