Yellow reminds me of summer,
The sun scorching into my skin.
It's always been my second favorite color,
And how happy it made me feel.
But now I think I've changed my mind,
Because green is the color that brings out my eyes.
Yellow is just the color that used to remind
Me of all the good times.
And now there are none to make me smile.
I was eight years old,
and everyone around me was dying.
I wish I was younger so then I wouldn't
understand what war was.
Now I'm twenty-six,
and everyone around me is dying
The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case
is the one I want to kiss.
The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case
doesn't even know I exist.
The girl with the headphones that mess up her bangs
Comments
The good times will come again, I promise.
Log in or register to post comments.