Confusion and Colors

Remember when you were young?

And color books were still fun?

You could take anything that existed now

And color it soft, or color it loud

You could color it wild, or color it calm

You could color it right, or color it wrong

What if you were on that page

And you could color yourself, any way

This is the s**t that comes to my mind

When I have nothing to do with my spare time

You could color me red

When I want everyone dead

Or color me blue

When I'm too upset to speak to you

You could color me yella

When I've found my fella

Or color me pink, 

What do you think

You could color me grey

When I don't care either way

Or color me black

When my life goes off track

You could color me white

When I feel alright

And color me green

When I'm not eating

Annabelle you need to go find a life

You'll be rambling on and on about colors all night

But you can't talk about orange, that one has no rhyme

It wouldn't fit at the end of a line

It would f**k up the whole poem, you'd have to start over

That would piss me off, I'd be writing slower

Instead of penning what comes to my mind

I's have to rethink it, wasting my time

And now it feels as if I've wasted yours

With a poem about confusion and colors

Reviews

[KAOlmsted]

Holy cats, I love this.

[Annabelle Lee]

thanks ha

[Be myself!]

good job

[Annabelle Lee]

thanks

[Be myself!]

Your welcome

[icelandicblue]

I love the alliteration and the sentiments in your poem.

[Annabelle Lee]

thank you.

[CDseader]

I LOVE COLORS

[Annabelle Lee]

i know you do haha.... shiiiinnny.

[CDseader]

Lmao noooooo NEON COLORS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Baby Ricochet]

Is there a color that rhymes with sex?

[quinfinn]

flesh?

[Annabelle Lee]

haha... i dont believe there is....

[CDseader]

ummm.........maybe a bright purple

[Frieda P]

Ha I always like the 's**t that comes to your mind'....You are like a bowl of skittles or Peanut M&M's Annabelle Lee, very colorful to say the least!

There's sporange for orange, but silver has no perfect rhyme.

[Annabelle Lee]

skittles, peanut m&ms, and kike green jello. sounds like a helluva sleepover spread.

[Annabelle Lee]

lime not kike..... wtf?

[Richard Man]

Cushion is another word with no rhyme especially if it was purple.

[Annabelle Lee]

cushion....... i got nothin

[quinfinn]

and if i colored you purple would you be my maple syrple? i love the many colors of your life's rainbows. this poem is exquisitely playful and made me want to run naked through a big tub of lime green jello! thank you for this fun!

[Annabelle Lee]

Oh man... I nearly died of laughter reading about the jello. Where do you come up with this syuff, quin?

[quinfinn]

high school, yes, really

[Annabelle Lee]

Oh my.