You Could Be Colorless

Do you remember the morning you woke up and realized the world was a piece of art? Did it feel like standing at the edge of the ocean for the first time and being unable to understand comprehend the life just below what you could see? And do you wonder if it was as beautiful as those white walls in hospital rooms you saw the first time you opened your eyes? Because it was like seeing clearly for the first time And did it make you think that sunsets were paintings and the artist just had more ideas than one canvas could hold? And do you realize for a second that each person you see is an idea that someone couldn't contain? I can't tell you how this all came to be and you can't tell me I'm wrong But have you ever stopped to think that of all the things we are and aren't we could be colorless?