Synesthesia

My name is green

Just the letters and sound

It's full and green and heavy

Not at all like me.

I feel like red

Just like passion and drums

I'm red with shame and pride

Over the way I see.

Sadness is called blue

Just like sky and sea

It's the wrong color, I think

But I see things wrong.

Sadness feels like grey

Just like grime and smoke

It washes the colors out

They're in my head anyway.