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Happy place

When I was younger I had this dream

Now I know how funny it would seem

Guys in pink and girls in blue

Never ever could that be true

Balloons and ribbons, back when colors weren't forbidden

Careless and free, so self ridden

But for someone like me, life just felt extraordinary

So merry

Exactly like fiction for many

Unfortunately, for the older me, these colours were bright and shiny

But in a way only I could see

It was my happy place, the paper and the color

The paper, still there, but the color is nowhere to be seen

My mind and this pallete have something in common, so empty and barren

Would it really be a sin if they both long for some kin?

Green skies and blue grass

Brown leaves and green stalks

Black flowers and purple rain

That color that didn't stain

When really, all these efforts are in vain

All those colors down that drain

It's only red now, the color of my blood but atleast I could still see color yall

Maybe that's what growing up is about

Color blindness I assume

Or maybe just neglect at resume

I could ramble on for ages

An artist's mind when free of cages

Black flowers don't stand out to me

Neither does purple rain

Damn I really must have gone insane.