My world was once painted in different colors
of curiosity, emotion and passion
The world used to be wonderful without order
with words flowing around unpredictable motion
Art gave me feelings, laughter and crowns
Art made the world wonderful with all its sparkles
It pushed me high up, I don't wanna go down
I stayed up and happy as I ran in circles
but reality crushed the colors within me
tainted in black, seeing gray, and blinded in white
a life once blissful, flying so free
now, I feel like a helpless and controlled kite
Days continued on as my soul starts to drown
Light and colors gone, this seemed like a fallout
Art left me alone, with a rusty crown
Art left me for a reason I cannot figure out
Been gone for a while. Now, it's back.