Colouring

Open your eyes. What do you see? The same as me? Doubt it. I swear we all have different shades of green and bolder reds and things we can't even see.  Do we all see the same things? Are you where I am? This may be ridiculous but I know my world is coloured different then yours. I remember when i was a kid I hated colouring in colouring books because I had to stay in-between the lines, the sky had to be blue, the turtle was green as was the grass. Why? Because I was told to think that way.  I was told that was 'right'. If only you could see my world start from shades of grey to vibrant colours. Nothing makes sense and it never has to. Lines are crossed because i'm daring, and the colours i love most are easily found.  I promise you, my would, well its quite different than yours.  It isn't better, but its a hell of a lot more create I'd say.  Tell me, when did you decide that the water was blue, and the leaves were green, you?  Cause I know I spend my days colouring.