Numa! Numa! Nothing.

A long, drawn out, stereotypical emo sigh, brought about by the Numa Numa song and all of its addictive/terrifying glory/anguish.

When you leave, my colors fade to gray
But when you're around, I can hardly force myself to stay.
Every word of love I used to say,
Got caught in my throat and made me choke.
Numa, Numa, yay?
Should I leave when you stay?
Numa, Numa, Numa, yay?
Do you even recognize me?
Hello, hello? It's me, Chiyo.
Of course, why would you bother to know me.
I sold my strings, my songs, my dreams.
And you've given me nothing for my sacrifice.
Now I paint it every day,
And all I'm able to paint is grey.

Author's Note

You know I don't rhyme. .u. Thank you for any critique. c: