The color Blue

14 years I have lived in this paradoxical world

Seemingly passing day to day

Happy but sad.

I walk around like the color blue

Confident yet psychologist would say

My sadness is a winter season and im just raging in it

Like a ticking bomb waiting to burst

But I dont.

If I could paint a picture thats worth a thousand words blue would bring me joy.

The biggest beauties in earth seem to be blue. So I ask myself why cant I?

Blue skies, blue oceans, blue birds, and blue vibes is what I give off.

Like the color blue ill bring stability for blue is not so bad to be.

Perception is all I need. Understand this im not sad nor am I happy I just am.

Like blue waves crashing in I’ll let it wash away Whatever pain. Let serenity settle in.

My veins run blue

In The vastness of my soul

The blue tones in songs

I understand the most.

Its not that im sad

I just find beauty

Within pain

Some say the color blue

Is what they feel

When emptiness hits

All though that may be true

I still carry myself with calmness in whatever direction

I take

I am blue

But not In the way you think I am.