The paintings on her wall,
Were like the timeline of her life.
Some were painted horribly,
To show her anger.
Some were painted white,
To show peace.
Some were painted Blue,
To show how the sadness acted like a veil over the happiness.
Some were painted black,
To show that she didn’t feel anything,
No pain,
No envy,
No happiness.
Some were painted of all shades,
To show that her life is a mix of all,
But then the paintings had splashes over of black and white,
To show,
Her life will have problems,
But there will be moments of peace,
Some of happiness,
But the shades in your life won’t leave you.