Colors

Colors

I think that it is good to feel that I have turned a little mellow
The years of looking back or up ahead they seem to be so yellow
The growing up, learning all kinds of new things or what has been
A different kind of shade and light, just slowly loosing all the green
Disappearing purity, innocence traded in, for something called mature
It seems a path that all will walk, it's all a setting on a stage I call azure
All phases we are going through, experiences building up sometimes sad
About coldness and kindness, hatred and passion, anger and love, seem red
So as I turn around when no one knew, what I'm like, what is me, what is due
I get this urge, feeling, that tells not to do, leaving me without clue, so very blue
The shadows growing longer, in last light, it seems I am not alone, there is a glow
Who's riding here beside me, trying to show me, how and why to go on my rainbow
Emptiness, pure satisfaction of the soul, is that an effort or a goal, or what do I lack
Loosing friends, relatives and some of your loved ones seems to be a part so black
In the dark of the night, thoughts come and go, here waiting for the morning light
Wondering is it worth it, can it go on, the struggling for happiness friendly white
So many people wear their masks in style, unable to reveal, to show, that clown
While they could bring such laughter, or just some tears, kind of shady brown
Gloomy as it may seem, it can all be turned around, into such a glorious day
If the one that rides besides you, gives you love, you will even like the grey