Poems and other word combinations

Yellow Lights

Today is a day to run yellow lights.

Normally, I'd be a sane person and simply start to slow down. But no, my face, unlike the yellow light, was a fluorescent red.

Green turn signal left.

I never thought I'd be seen as an outsider. I worked too hard. I have a feeling remerging to remind that there's pain in being lonely. I must cope with it. I had other friends but I didn't see it today.

I didn't see anything else either-