The world is filled plenty of colors
Red, blue, orange, plenty more
And there are plenty of people too
Each of them with a different color at their coreMy seniors, red with anger
As they look upon the stupidity of freshman
And then angry at them selves
For realizing that they are no less thenA couple, pink with romance
Doting on each other with their love
Their lines, make others cringe
But they think they're aboveMy friend, seems to look quite blue
He was betrayed, by another friend
Hurt from that, he curses the world
I wish I had a hand I could lendAn enemy, green with envy
Trying to do better than what I do
Never succeeded in passing me
But he has made himself a foolI know one person who is happy
Her days covered a sunny yellow
She never seems to be down
I guess even I, want to be like that fellowThen there are those who eyes are an evil black
Those whose heart is completely rotten
And there are those who have seen the holy white light
And in battles of justice, is what they have fought inThose who who are purple with dignity
Who despite being rich, remain humble
Then there are those who are between red and yellow
The orange in them causing them to fumbleThere are many colors, colors that combine in people
Colors the combine together in a huge swirl
But I don't have that, I'm a one colored man
It's they same color as what I see around me, in my lonely, grey, world.

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Short Thoughts
AléatoireA collection of poems and short stories about everyday life.