A Rainbow Has Many Colors
Do you believe me?
Today is the day that I chose to give way,
Today is the day, that the clouds went from yellow to grey.
Today is the day I mark my path,
through thick and thin, I may never come back.
To the life I once lived/nor do I desire it, even, because,
the grass is greener on the other side, because I have allowed myself to open up my eyes.
To see life for what it really is,
twists and turns is always what it is.
I may be gleaming, shining in gold,
if I open up my eyes, and choose to see gold.
Or,
I could choose to see the color brown,
when all the colors are swirled all around.
Then my life would be truly MESSY,
if,
that is,
the color I choose to see,
because it all depends on me,
in the end,
I will choose to be my
OWN
best-friend...
I will walk uprightly, even when I can't see rightly,
because,
the soul behind my eyes is one heck of a prize,
the soul behind my eyes is always my guide.
Even though...
I will look around sometimes, I may not notice the stars in the sky, or the way they light up our blackness at night,
my eyes may seem tainted by the colors outside...
When I am ungreatful I am truly
misguided,
therefore,
my eyes will blacken out the precious colors all around...
The book called The Giver was a fantastic source,
explaining how our world went from colorful to no-more.
No longer did anyone care to
see,
the beauty all around, became as black as can be.
What happens when a world goes
cold,
unable to distinguish colors like yellow and gold,
only choosing to see their pain from inside,
a rainbow has now become brown,
as the people ignore the rainbows all around!
Behind my eyes is the way to see,
behind everyone's eye's, is where, and only where,
hope can be found.
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