colors
the world is full of color
its flashing all around
one right after another
always and never found
some are friendly and warm
others dark and cold
colors will never do any harm
nor a color can you hold
the colors I could never name
as they go by I see them blur
I never see them the same
for this there is no cure
as I watch the colors I know
I am not like the rest
sometimes different is good though
and sometimes it's just a mess
I can never make sense of them
the colors always swirling
most are dark and grim
but occasionally a bright one comes twirling
they say I see nothing
that the colors were imagined
but a song so sweet they sing
the colors that are wild as the wind
sometimes I begin to wonder
how it ended up this way
were the colors once asunder
and how ever did I stray