Coloring pages full of sadness,
Darkened circles with crazy madness.

With crayons in hand, I started to paint,
Reds and blacks, I was feeling blank.

No one to see my beautiful muse,
No one to look at, I was confused.

I needed direction, when I was a child,
Home all alone, loose but not wild

I talked to my friend,
the one you can't see,
you said I was crazy,
he made me believe.

We played many games
and talked many hours,
you went back to the closet,
I was in sorrows

Have I made you up?
My closest friend.
This family is gone,
I need you again.

Come back my companion,
I need you so.
Come out of my closet,
I will hold you close.