Part of me is a penetrating red,
like in the fall when the trees are flaming red.
Happy
excited
and proud
standing under the red maple leaf,
Hanging peacefully as the anthem plays.
Sometimes i am a peaceful blue,
like a deep ocean of lost thoughts.
so surreal.
Thinking pondering, hopeful that i will find my role in life.
Other day's i am a pale faded grey,
Like a colorless movie.
fearless and careless
awake and dreaming.
Confusion.
not quite black,
not quite white.
Not knowing where im going, but
knowing what it is going to take to get there.
When i lie in the balance of everything and nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem