A Crayola Break-Up:

Oh my blue eyes are wet and weary
And red from all the tears I've cried,
My clear skies are slightly stained
Those pearly whites around my eyes.

The shadows of my black eyelashes
Blocks the yellow glare from the Sun,
To my very core I'm green with envy
For my pale heart can't be outdone.

My hair is golden brown and husky
Hangs to middle of my pink forehead,
Concealing every one of my true colors
All those sad thoughts inside my head.