i painted my
room yellow
because i
was tired
of feeling sad.
i changed
my wardrobe
turned it
yellow
because
i was
tired of
being sad.
see
i am still
sad
but now
i am
surrounded by
the happiness
of the sun,
of the flowers,
of the stars.
i am sad
but yellow
keeps me
company.
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thoughts of a honey bee
Poetryhere's a piece of my world, im willing to share with you. enjoy <3 ps. this book has NOT been completed yet, youll fine out in the very last poem why:) trigger warning: none of these poems are too extreme, but i wanted to add a warning just in cas...