I’m not all sunshine and rainbows.
Just like bananas never stay yellow;
I decay every day when really I should stay
happy for you, right?

I’m the sunlight on a dismal day,
the seagull’s song in the tropic heat.
My boyish grin makes your flowers bloom,
and my ears soak up your sadness.

I wait for release, like a loaded sponge
I leak and I seep and I ooze and I bleed.
I fill to the brim, I splash and I spill,
But my mess is never attended.

On the inside I am a blue lagoon,
truer and deeper than my yellow façade.