I think
in explosions of colors
that weave webs of
reality and fiction
inside my mind.
My thoughts
are never dull, never
black and white;
for I couldn’t fake
boredom.
To me, every aspect of
life
holds excitement.
Everything I see
inspires me
in some way. For,
nothing
is just what it appears to be
on the surface.
In my eyes,
it becomes more;
it becomes
special.
It fuels my
exploding thoughts of
fantastic colors.
in explosions of colors
that weave webs of
reality and fiction
inside my mind.
My thoughts
are never dull, never
black and white;
for I couldn’t fake
boredom.
To me, every aspect of
life
holds excitement.
Everything I see
inspires me
in some way. For,
nothing
is just what it appears to be
on the surface.
In my eyes,
it becomes more;
it becomes
special.
It fuels my
exploding thoughts of
fantastic colors.

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