Roy G Biv, Rainbow Irony

R- The color of his blood when his father gives a hit
The color he sees, cause no one gives a shit
O- The color of the object thrown at her head
The color of the toy she holds, when she cries in bed
Y- The color of the sun beating on his darkness
The color of the sun that gives a stinging kiss

G-The color of the grass she is thrown on
The color of her goodbye, up and off that lawn

B-The color of the sky he looks up at
The color of his tears he holds back
I-The color of the hoodie hiding bruises on the arm
The color of what he wears to show theres no harm
V-The color that to her used to mean fun
The color she avoids, on her constant run

There's your rainbow, here you go
Tell me, did you like that ironic show?
You wished for rainbows, the sign of happiness
And here's your rainbow, but there's no bliss

Roy G Biv, all your colors in a name
Is a rainbow still happiness’s game?
Is it still the happiness you wish to always see
It can be sad, but do you agree?

Can you see what you knew was a show?
Do you no long believe those lies from ago
The ones that say that every things in harmony
Roy G Biv, Rainbow Irony