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Naive or Not


One believes the color pink is pink The rest of the colors begin to shrink All you see is beauty on the surface Look deeper; you’ve just entered the furnace Not everything is pretty in pink Need to see with your eyes and I don’t mean wink Open them and look at every angle Decipher the corners and you’ll see the anger Let all the colors be seen, not just one, but more than three Experience them altogether and the final result is a beautiful feather The weight is lighter, the feeling relaxed Is it really true opposites attract? Be true to yourself and remember we’re not perfect Tackle those corners, later on you’ll see it was worth it…
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