Colors.

The colors change as we grow.

Colors start to fade from our eyes into black and white.

The childhood of our being, slowly crawls out.

Our pleading hearts turn into throbbing hearts.

No longer seeing the colors that made our minds think.

Yet our minds are the color gray.

Our tongues are red.

Our lungs blue.

And are hearts are bruised.

Why Hats.

Hats.

What is so Special.

They sit on our heads to make us look better. or in Reality to hide hat hair.

Our Brains Are Sick

Our Brains are Sick

You become so damaged that we become the

Generation with a huge boom

of depression and eating

disorders, and mental disorders

and its dumb

how we've turned into a generation

labelled as

"Reckless"

but really we're only reckless

with ourselves.

As we are forced to label and put ourselves in clique just to make

it clique in our mind,

that we are normal.

When in this world what is the definition

Of normal anyways.

Normal: Conforming to a standard; usual,

Typical, or expected.