Color.
So is everything plain black and white?
Can you tell me what’s wrong from right?
Who made me see that grass as green?
Is their more here than can be seen?
With a splash of red I am painting the town.
Life’s color got me high. I can’t come down.
Feeling like a smartie, anything but blue.
Sometimes it’s all to good to be true.
In this flurry of colors nothing is clear.
It’s all so beautiful. Their is nothing to fear.
We are judged for out hits not out misses.
Rainbows arrive on the end of our kisses.
Don’t make yourself feel any smaller.
Dive headfirst into the color.
