Sometimes I get caught up in this world
The loud noises wrapped in pretty packages
Like for the first time, I can see in color
But none of it is real
It's like I'm looking through a filter
The way I want things to be
A grey world is hard to face
When you get a taste of the sun
And you can't stop feeling
Because you're addicted to the way the sun warms your skin
The way you throw your head Back in laughter instead of letting the tears fall
Is almost too much
And even if it's fake
At least my blood runs warm
Even if only for a few hours
At least I escape from the bone chilling
Cold that has held me captive for so long.
