Coming Home
what will my life be
sadness surrounding
happiness encroaching
the yellow people astounding
my feelings began poaching
what will my life be
blue souls trying to mend
i can hardly see
away they send me struggling to carry on
not who i was nor who i was supposed to be
what will my life be
now I am green and unable to function, heartbroken
yearning to be where I once was sadly unsure
only left with a few tokens
my mind can't seem to provide closure
greenily I declare this is me and this is what my life will be
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