Caring for a world
Passing each moment
Notions as they come and go
I forgot ho to have fun
How to live life with l'esprit you get from wearing rose colored glasses.
I picked mine up the other day
only to find that they were
I put them on anyway
And as the cracked glass fell onto the apples of my cheeks
staining them with a violent blush
I realized my efforts were in vain
You see, it's impossible to be a carefree rose
when the darkness creeps with you are every step
waiting for you to forget.
And like a looming shadow it's a constant reminder that though you may be a rose
the world does not see you that way
Fuck that. I am going to make myself an new pair of glasses...
a mauve tone to accommodate the existing darker hues of reality
Yes. I think intentional respites in mauve will do.
Allowing for a full breath of view.
Shadows and light with a hint of color
And maybe I didn't forget how to have fun after all...
I'm just refraining it.