the world is made of many colors, but some of us can't see them.
but we can imagine red is the heat we feel in our burning passion,
the color of our frustration but at the same time our love.
Orange is the queery,
A feeling of hope and bravery,
We can be sweet but lighten in on even a little pride- so be proud of yourself in your accomplishments.
yellow is our sour tone, how we feel when embarrassed but maybe when we're bright and feeling smilely.
Green is how we feel when we're sick, when we're filled with wonder.
Blue is our mysterious sense, but our open field.
and purple,
our fear and logical force. It's different and more moody- not what you'd expect.
But like all colors we are unique, we're different. sure some of us have more purple than others, but inside we are rainbows.
In more ways than one.
((I didn't know what to do with this, I just thought colors and made this. Its doesn't really rhyme but it seems okay to me. I hope you all like it.))
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Poetic Problem Book I
Poetrya bunch or poetry and short stories (mostly sad ones) written by me. ^^ #900 in poems for 2019 Completed! Check out book II ^^
