red rage caught with yellow confusion
stirred up in my coffee cup
the green envy looks back at me
dripping with purple pride
and the blues, oh the blues
they sing through the painting
is that all i have become?
colors running together
is that all she sees in me?
just colors that make a person
a person that she used to know
but he has no shape
and he has no life
he’s not what she wanted
she wanted the picture
all she got was colors
all i am is the colors
of a person she once loved

-Copyright 2008: Carter Tachikawa

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