Woke up this morning feeling colors pull
So taking crayons in hand
I meticulously went from one room to another
Creating my own inner land

Each room became my landscape
As my crayons they set me free
Splashing colors into each other
Such beauty set before me

I no longer have the need to visit
The cold cruel world outside
I'm in the process of creating everything
And my crayons bring it to life

The colors that I choose to use
Bring to my walls that life
From the brightest brilliance of the day
To the softest hues of night

The magic like a whirlwind
Spins round in my head
As crayon colors blend into each other
Greens meshing with pinks, blues folding into reds

Creating purple mountains majesty
Along with my own fruited plains*
Where I can enjoy my solitude
This silent kingdom in which I reign

I'm impervious to the chaos
The "normal world" throws my way
These crayons I hold create miracles
*A land of wonder in every  room brought to life this day