Dazed
Confused
Living for someone else.
One personality
Two personality
Red personality
Blue personality
But there's more.
Like purple and green and black
And they all create a monster.
Someone I don't know
And don't care to know.
Some days I'm proud of her.
I like to call her clear.
She knows what she wants and focuses; determined
And she's perfect in every way.
Majority, blue comes around
And it's not sadness, but more
Of not knowing.
Blue doesn't really care about others
Opinions and never will.
She knows what she wants, but does
Nothing to help herself.
And maybe that's why many elements are that color
Blue.
The ocean, the sky, all create a feeling of
Serenity.
Laziness gives comfort and that's a beautiful
Lie that makes us think we're
Living
How we should.
Clear is in touch with reality,
That harsh truth
That is our raw selves
That blue cannot portray in a
Million years.
A/N: I wish the stanzas would actually show but my phone is garbage. Thanks for reading!
