The story of my life – A poem.

I find comfort in these yellow walls

If your lucky ill let you inside

Just dont look me in the eyes

My locks of confusion cloud my mind

I guess it’s true life is suffering

But only when your the one who’s blue

You best keep your eye’s peeled because it could be you

Beyond my yellow walls are endless spans

So many never knew

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