"When your mind is blank and the world is empty,
Everyone's the same and it's all black and white.
No colour; only grey with smiles travelling,
Blonde hair; blue eyes; make-up covered faces.
They're all the same without a single mistake,
Emotionless and colourless objects.
Walking around my mind is different,
Full of colour and magical worlds.
They look with disgust; twisting their faces into unpleasant frowns,
My hair red as fire and my eyes green as emeralds I'm classified as 'error'.
I am my own person with my own mind,
I have creativity; when they have none."
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Late Night Thoughts
PoésieA collection of poetry and creative writing I create. It's a hobby of mine I love. Just thought to share it.
