Dull World

I love this feeling this rush.

It is great the doom that may come.

I jump and jump always hoping to fly away.

Leaving this world cruel and dull gray.

Its colorless and hateful, but when you look at the sky the light is grateful.

It’s a calming piercing light with loving kindness.

Always there no matter what happens.

So I will fly and live in the sky, for I love the warmth of the color and the light.