Intune-Feelings like Colors

When I was young enough that the Florida tall-grass grew taller

than me , I followed the fireflies and felt blue

and thought I'm just like them, and maybe

I want to be one too

to soar above and go as far away as I’d like

I thought maybe, just maybe then things would be alright

When I was young enough that that the voices under the door

use to fill me with fear I felt red and often

peed in the bed

The monsters reached up over the covers,

grabbing sharply at my leg

leaving me to cry, to weep and to beg

I wondered if things would be alright

When I was young enough to know death

but not old enough to understand

I felt gray

and even though that was twenty years ago

I sometimes still feel that way

When I was learning myself I often felt

a deep tar-pit like black

I got lost in the voices around me

my creativity was lost in the pack

I found solace in books, in plays and in art

I felt lost in the world but decided to follow my heart

When I began to believe in myself

I began to feel bright yellow

I shed all my discomforts, and decided

to be more mellow

I now know, things will always be alright.