Some people make me think of colors

A hue for everyone
Some just ooze it
In the way they talk
And laugh
And walk

When they’re happy,
They turn brighter
And glow

When they’re sad,
They dim
And fade

But no matter their mood
Or state of mind,
Everyone paints whatever room they’re in
With their beautiful colors

Yesterday I was an artist
I could understand art
Today I forgot everything
Where should I start?

Now I longed for an art
Not to become artist again
But to put colors in my life
For art is very rare
And sometimes people just don't care.


-shakazaqui