I’ll Just Be Me

Translucent colours whirl around my mind forming small pictures that I turn into rhyme. Some can be funny and others sad, some speak of growing love and other of love gone bad. The colours that inhabit me are the various shades of life and our future to partake. Each day new visions visit to be scribbled down some raise a smile and others raise a frown. I never know what each new day will bring only when it happens does my mind sing. Some days I’ll act quite crazy other days quite sane. Each day I change personalities just to suit my mood, so when you meet me you’ll never know what to expect because one day I maybe a baby just pushing the age of three or I could be an old man just turned a hundred and three and then again if you are lucky I’ll just be me. 4 November 2009