!trigger warning: dissociation!
colors.
red
orange
yellow
green
blue
purple
the faint song sings in my head
like a memory i forgot i had.
rainbows usually symbolize childhood.
funny how i can't remember it.
did my childhood even exist?
do i even exist?
what is this world except a huge scam.
why would we be any different?
it would make sense,
for this all to not be real.
it feels like i'm just going through the motions.
like a cut scene in a video game,
i do what i'm programmed to.
even if that means
missing out on the colors.
