what color would you exude?
With endless possibilities,
would a hue outshine the rest?
Maybe deep down they have their little civilization,
and swimming through the dense sea of mania
so a hue shines a bit brighter than the rest.
Maybe if I talked to my crush,
you'd ooze swaths of orangish-pink
as my heart bleeds for affection.
A battle would commence,
a navy blue and embroidered purple tinges:
the fear that my heart will sizzle with just a few words.
Even though fear plagues my actions,
you'd see a kaleidoscope of emotions
ranging from the yellow hue of euphoria
to the stark whiteness of despair,
a color so blanched that it stains my eyes with misery.
Each hue shines their own light upon my heart,
mixing together to make my soul sparkle.