A New Kind of Colorful

I used to shine

All the colors on my skin

A rainbow in my eyes

When did these glass prisms start shining black and white?

My heart has fallen

My eyes have darkened

And I didn't notice until I looked up

My color was gone

But I'm not a black and white painting

I'm a rainbow of shades

Yet even in my grey days

The art I sketch is beautiful

And even in my blues and pinks and greens

My paintings reflect the echoes inside me

The shadows cast by the candle

That flickers inside my chest

And for today

The flame is low

The colors are gone

And I am alone

But tomorrow

Maybe the sun will peek out behind the clouds

The colors might return

And I'll have arms to hold me

And hands to catch my tears

But if not

I won't fear

My rainbow will return

When I am raedy

And until then

I will dance in my black and white

And make a new kind of colorful