CrAyoLa

touch the color...white..
touch the color..red...
touch the color...black...
touch the color...
hay...is it really the crayons?!?!
is it the true meaning of everything?!?!
is it life full of colors?
too many questions that's falling between my mind...
inside the green box..i sat on another black box..
there i cud see the yellow light that slowly becomes dim in my
the sight...then slowly the transparent fluid flows down the pink..
curve...the world turns dark..and i can't see nothing..
nothing but...


white..


red...


black...


slowly the green box stop..
i see myself in the color wheel..
standing in the middle of the circle
nowhere to find my crayon box...




















.kitch.