when you're young
you are new to the world
every mystery waiting to be solved
you see all these colors
but choose to ignore them
because you don't know the value
you haven't discovered it yet,
when you get older
everything is old
you don't want to rush anything
yet you don't want to miss it
and you want to see all the colors
but they're all faded
they're gone
now you're blown away with the colors
YOU ARE READING
blown away with the colors
Poetrycolors are all we see, all we feel. this is my first poetry book so some of them probably suck lol I hope you like it :) (completed✅)
