My soul is yellow It taste like a burst of sunshine It sounds like laughter of children It smells like the sour taste of a lemon with sweet strawberry It looks bright fireworks in the night It makes me feel like running through a flowery field, It makes me feel...FREE
White and falling on the ground something seems to glow it's cold outside, I get my jacket then realize that its snow I want hot chocolate I get the pack and then there's something I hear then walk outside not trying to hide then run into a deer.
Two in the morning The hour from night to day. The hour of loneliness and despair. The hour when the cat comes out of the alley. The hour of black skies. The hour when I watch TV and a middle-of-the-night snack. The hour when young teens are sneaking into their houses. The hour of slow agony for the next hour to come. The very beginning of your day.