I am blank and I am emptiness
I wonder how long I’ll remain this way
I hear the wind pass me by everyday
I see people walk around me
I want to be noticed, I need color
I am blank

I pretend to have color
I feel like I’ll be plain forever
I touch the sky to try to steal its meaning
I worry that I might actually take it away
I cry when I realize that I’ll never be the colors everyone wants
I am blank

I understand the impossibility of it all
I say that I’ll find ink
I dream about the day when color flows
I try to reach towards that feeling
I hope that one day, I’ll be able to join the sky
I am blank