We look
We React
Blue eye contact
So many living things
that shine and the dull lost soul
Why don't we have control
We bloom morning glory
flowers grow and then they
have nothing to show
More people grow perhaps
they lost their fire
Wanting to reach
our goal but do
we really get higher
Something is about her
movements of love desire
The life I azure it's not
beautifying allure
Like a dead weight not pure
Or velocity blue vivid
We need to outlive it vitality
But life has somehow changed
our minds to the
mental attitude
of mentality
And it's not
so pretty not
a Pop Art
you're a pop pill
feeling
Getting warm or wait hot I don't think so
All frozen and what a blue haze chill
Ladies, we feel the
Blues Billy Holiday
The good morning heartache
moon to raise the dusk
the deep end of your mind,
not Good morning Viet Nam
With Robin Williams
what a fine actor
How the
illness gets
so out of
body and mind the factor
We need a friend not to hinder
Better teacher
the mentor
to better
understand our task
Living on the moody edge,
I azure there are many risks.
Or not wanting to even brush your hair
you hardly sleep.
And you're never hungry to eat.
You’re feeling so much frustration
like you have nothing to live for.
How things are in our head
I'm not dead yet
You didn’t
want to
even pick that ripe
beauty
blueberry off the floor.
You
And I
I phone cry
Something ripe you
couldn’t pick yourself up
Like the serene
mystical forest
you could envision
but you picked all
the sad blue
being squashed
so lifeless
the colors
Nothing could
ever feel
the brightness in you
Why is everything blue,
blueberries and sapphires
so invitingly rich the finer things
were drowning you so way
down becoming
all tasteless and your eyes
were looking
at them with dullness?
You started
to feel like
Heads and tails a dime
So isolated and
living in poverty.
You felt less
than desirable
“Hello Yellow” sunshine
you were getting
more miserable
Is it all about the blues?
Or when you
really got to think
more clearly this was not
your time, for you to open
the happiness door.
Your hands look lifeless
like your head could hit a
the floor you stroke the brush of paint
but your mind is spinning like a
paint wheel. You cannot feel anything,
but pain, far from your funny times,
of a “Ferris Wheel” but your
moods go up and down
But
But what?
But>>..but---but I have something to say
no one but again but no one smiles or there
not listening to another but
you’re at home but it feels but_
I am trying to tell you what?
You are only a possession that means
something everything is one color
blue even your phone
You’re feeling’s
got caught into
one mood of a vibe
And who really are you?
You were feeling so distant
like an alien from another tribe
I azure no seizure greener pasture
may not be truer but I am the
Saphire birthstone bluer
How your soul releases
something it penetrates
everything but the problem is there
Like a distortion, the distraction,
you cannot think the way you want to
You cannot get satisfaction
Your young but not alive
having the worst abortion
“Byzantine” high up in the mezzanine
Sad clock so blue it's 9 Oh! No
The sad clown he skipped some towns
blue the deep purple-blue like a
hypnotic feeling but sad
You almost feel
helpless like
a fatality no
purity so much pain,
you cannot even
concentrate to
go to business.
Everyone was
wearing a blue suit
I only wanted to see
the other colors to shine my suit
Around you, it felt like a shrine
of ghost
you were saying
where are the businesses?
“The Great Depression”
the government needing
help and all of us we got brutality
Like the second key causes,
the first key to be raised with
so many questions are we getting
help with the right answers
The Antidepressant who say
happiness is a drug in this sense
it would be the reversal
almost like a curse but worse
Life can get
more dysfunctional
more chemical imbalances
feeling the cold weather and things
are going to hell not feeling any better
What we need is love the sun
a yellow mix of brightness.
And God what he needs to tell you
We need to face it canvas in an insane asylum.
waiting for Autumn leaves
but they fall on my face I
need the Godly sun
to take its place
You couldn’t deal with it like the
“Ice Queen” you became and
dampness touched your face
Then it kicked in but I azure you
“I’m Blue” like a symbol it builds
up more depression arrives
I azure you additions
ups and down
bipolar bear the polar
getting a tooth
pulled such pain
in one molar
The depression of darkness like a
horse with no harness?
How it raises our blood flow
but why can’t I be the
Lady in Red so bold and vibrant?
My perfect fit got blue Cinderella shoe?
Will my Prince ever come to me and what will he understand?
I azure you to appreciate
what life has to offer
Look up at the blue sky
I am right there, but don’t ask why
We are a life full of colors remember
to pick yours wisely.
This is the blues of all of us it is my interpretation, your well-being the vacation but you all will get a better insight into how the mind and body work the real deal no perks but perhaps good salad works LOL
