The Color to My World

Yeah, I know what black and white looks like.

It was the normal way of seeing things.

As if all that was in front of me was from years ago.

Yeah, there was no color to my world.

The era of colorless heroes on our television screens.

When how you looked determined if you got privileges.

Origins to so many issues we still face today.

Yeah, so I know what black and white looks like.

But then, just as the sun rises to give light to a new day.

There came a girl.

One that would add the color to my world.

Her smile.

That’s what captivated me.

A bat of her pretty eyes.

My shaded vision perforated.

Yeah, at that moment I began having color to my world.

It was now the new way of seeing things.

They weren’t so bad after all.

Her beauty lifted me as if it had actual hands.

Yeah, she was the reason I now had color to my world.

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