Forever Prancing Through My Blues

I see a world of color... don't you?
Of all sorts of moods.
All together it's a rainbow
shining together to rival the skies.

Though then I look upon where I stand
Where my life resides
And I feel like some manipulated fool
Living in this existance of blues...

I see openings in where I might escape
But I know that time is hand in hand with fate.
So when I become shrouded in this hue
I begin to prance as I think of you.

I see a world of color... in you.
Do you think, just maybe, I might have one too?
Until that day, when I get to play free
I'll just flutter and prance as I wait for thee.

Mew, Of all my friends that I know, is one of the ones that hardly ever fails to enlighten me with joy. She's so close to me, that I consider her a little sister. Many people grasp their first impressions on her hyper and bouncy behavior, as though she is always happy and bubbly. Though I know of the cut off, trapped, imprisoned feeling that writhes within her. And soon, she'll be able to be free from it, but even as it seems so far away from now, she still giggles and remembers who she is, and that's what allows her to prance about. For you TerraChan

Terra (c)
Art and Poem (c) Nona Natalie Rae Spittell