blue

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15:23 21/11/2018

you
the tone of your voice
and some stolen words

how do you do
i ask the fair human
that is you

when i'm just so grey
in between
rusty and lost in the washing machine of life
amidst my dirty laundry
and stains
i wish i could forget

but you
are so bright
too light
you and your yellow might as well take control
over everyone's minds
we'd be more alike

but oh
what do i do
when i'm just so blue all the time

and i panic quietly
unlike what anyone has seen
contrast to the definition
that's why everyone denies me
since i'm just too different

and i stare so blankly
at a screen of information
but what knowledge should i gather
of this uselessness

but it's just me
standing so uselessly
amidst the mist of nothingness

but i'm just so blue
so what else can i do

15:29 21/11/2018

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