like blood against skin

my lips are red, my tongue the same,
against the white of my teeth,
they stand out,
a lollipop among cotton candy,
blood against skin.

and from that mouth with lips of red,
tongue the same,
and teeth of ivory white,
come hateful words it seems like,
i guess i don't remember when i turned so mean.

but they say i made fun of it,
they say i said it was ok,
i never said any of that,
i never said i didn't care,
i never said no to any of them.

they came to me remember?
they asked me for help,
and now out of those red lips and tongue,
they say i've lost to care,
they say i've made it worse,
they say i said what i never said
and what i never meant.

i don't think it's funny,
i never have, i never will,
and they can just back away,
and think what they want,
leave me alone and let me be happy,
even though they are not.