Blue
I do not like the color blue
But blue loves me
It wrings me out
Flat to dry
And to feel
And to cry
I do not like the color blue
But it enjoys my company
And the bus passes by
But I am not on board
No because I am the train
The train that wrecks
Everything in its path
That destroys the little solace
Of the tracks it follows
I do not like the color blue
No I love blue just as much
Because when everyone else
Gave up
It was blue that I could trust
Because blue took my hand
And dried my tears
And helped me up
I only made one
Simple promise
And for blue that was enough
I do not like the color blue
But blue is my only friend
Blue showed me the sneers
Blue caught the red hand
Blue saved me
Blue
Saved
Me
And I have everything to
Owe
Blue has nothing
To gain
So why did blue save me
And dry up my tears
Only to desert me
When yellow calls my name
I do not like the color blue
And I hate the color yellow
Copyright © Kaylah Derry | Year Posted 2023
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