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Color Lies


Everyday awake or alseep

what do you see.

Colors rich and vibrant, 

or dull and faded.

 

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder"

How many times has that been said?

Everyday we go through

the days like it's all ok,

we're blinded by color.

With every glance we loose

all sight to that bright bright color.

 

In the end all that color will just fade away.

Then we'll see the truth

when the color that blinded us

lives no more.

 

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E Wells

Right now I don't know what's going on with my life it seems to be being flipped upside down. I hate it especially since the catalyst for all this doesn't belong in my life.

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