so many colors and we are told to be one
we are given one
forced to mold into a foreign color
A color that feels Untrue
The color has locked on.
Controlling thoughts and Actions.
Brainwashing the array of colors that once showed.
But Everybody does it.
They conform to their color.
They give into a life they were forced to live
Nobody sees a rainbow.
But No One Tries To.
Julia

Time is like a train
racing to get to the end
but oblivious to the people waiting for it

A million voices,
Screaming.
A million thoughts,
moving a mile a minute.
Everything is a blur.
Confused Angry Sad Happy
They’re all there with no way out
trapped inside a box
constantly wanting to be Released.
They must be tamed
but how can you tame a beast that always wants to escape
they want to escape to the ears of somebody else
but nobody will listen
nobody will understand.
So they stay in their box.
Getting more restless by the minute.
Constantly roaring
knowing they can’t come out
knowing they have to stay tucked away
knowing that nobody else will ever know they’re there.