Paint me a way home
I no longer want to be alone.
Use your yellow paint
And engulf me,
Into a beautiful world
Without any restraint.
That blue can be used
As the new sea,
Full of life
and full of being.
I will no longer be afraid
Of the wideness of the sea.
I will be comforted by the brushstrokes
Of the new beginning.
Paint me a home
White, with no mistakes.
No smudges
No gray.
Most importantly
Will you paint me?
With no mistakes, no smudges
A pair of new eyes
as blue as the sea.
Paint me and my being.
Make me feel yellow.
Make me happy.
I don’t want to feel lonely.
I want to be painted lovely.
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC
Paint me a way home
I no longer want to be alone.
Use your yellow paint
And engulf me,
Into a beautiful world
Without any restraint.
That blue can be used
As the new sea,
Full of life
and full of being.
I will no longer be afraid
Of the wideness of the sea.
I will be comforted by the brushstrokes
Of the new beginning.
Paint me a home
White, with no mistakes.
No smudges
No gray.
Most importantly
Will you paint me?
With no mistakes, no smudges
A pair of new eyes
as blue as the sea.
Paint me and my being.
Make me feel yellow.
Make me happy.
I don’t want to feel lonely.
I want to be painted lovely.
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