COLORS

Blue

You're not happy, but you're not sad either.

You are the sky that shines oh so bright in the morning. Your color is seen as the symbol of hope.

You let the streaks of sunshine pass through the trees and you are still and calm like an early breeze.

You seem so collected, you seem so happy. And people look up at you to see how beautiful you are.

But not everything is what it seems to be.

Little do they know it is still the same skies carrying the clouds that become of the rainy days.

It is the same skies that turn apathetic and glum and everything you have known suddenly falls apart.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to cry, you wanted to release all the storms you have inside.

But you thought of others before of yourself, and you decided to remain bright for no one should drown in your tide. 

Maybe you're smiling, but maybe you're also dying.

There are days you're full of hope but sometimes..you become engulfed with emptiness too.

You were never really grey, you were only drunk with the thought because you hide so much rain. 

You are both bliss and sorrow all molded intone.

You are the skies.

You are blue.