and clear signs of where I should fall,
Yet just placed in front, you are a silhouette,
Blue eyes manage to hold onto, nothing at all.
Glazed over and pierced right through,
you see things I can't get to.
Yet fading; I become slightly transparent.
Gray and dead now, I wait for my queue.
Alive and breathing, let me stay
I cannot be your remains or left over decay.
Yet useless and disappearing still, I'm cringing news.
Believing in the promise and light you portray.
Sprung on like an attack,
Bleak and ruined, I'm to pick up your slack
Yet from you I'm told not to speak.
Wise mistakes and empty eyes, you can't turn back.
It's nothing much, but its something to hold onto.
something to keep and respond to,
Yet in future you lose it in tears
and when you fall, be sure that I've got you.
-feel blue, think green, shine yellow
adventure queen
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