
Some days I doubt,
And no colours will spout.
Some days I lack,
Has this passion turned black?
Some days are blue,
And I’ll find it hard to pursue,
And some days I think, 'this will not do'.
But some days a spark will begin to rise,
And like a rainbow of emotions, I’ll reach for the skies.
And when all the colours blur and I feel I’ve lost trust,
There is a colour I focus on, one that helps me adjust.
And it is on these days that I am inspired by my favourite colour yellow,
And as I dive into my work it’s where you’ll find me, merry and mellow.

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