The colors fade, and then appear again
Falling away from the color wheel
Looking back on what had been
This is how I feel

The contriteness that I always show
Will linger until all is well
But you simply will not ever know
So I suffer in my own hell.

Clever, witty, deep, pure
Adjectives used to describe me
But how could any of these be so sure
Cause none of those you can see

So I continue to write all of this
With deep care in my heart
They say that ignorance is bliss
And you have fulfilled that part