Why so sad
When you can choose to be gay
And course through the spinning world like an eagle.
Why so blue
When you can be a flower
Rich in red, yellow, purple
Or a 7 colored rainbow across the sky.
Why so down, love
When you can always, forever
Love yourself better
Be yourself like you dream about
And be fearless to grief.
Why so blue?
I know its a pretty color
But other colors are waiting for you too.
(a) caramel
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Caramel's Poem Zone
PoesíaMy poem collections randomly about love, life, my thoughts and well... random stuff that come across my mind. Other reason...so that I can play my phone when I am uncomfortable around people so I looked too occupied to talk to them. muahahaha!!! I...
