I see the colors of the sky,
I lie there and think of what they mean,
This beautiful glory that i have seen.
Blue is the color as well as feeling,
Being blue is all subsided.
Black stands for the colors inside me,
Always hate but no one can see,
The real me.
The emptiness inside,
that I try real hard to hide,
And last of all I see white,
When I think of white I think of God,
And how I need him to help me fix my life.....
This blob.
