Purity
Some call it pain
This blade I ran through my vein
Some call it a sin
But they don’t know the condition I’m in
They say I’m cold
This pain I can’t hold
They say it’s wrong
But I’ve been like this for so long
Some say it’s a fear
But I can’t hold in a tear
Some say it’s art
But I can’t hold a weighted heart
They say it’s an anxiety
But it’s sobriety
Some call it addiction
But it’s not a conviction
Some call it looking for attention
Not even worth to mention
Some call it insecurity
I call it purity
