All i can see is yellow
Its like a cheesy grin
like monkeys doing sumasults
like hearing Bob Marley sing every little thing is gonna be alrite
like slipping up and looking like a fool
like being peeled and standing naked
like breakfast on the go
like biting in to a romantic comedy
like a posh woman’s fart
like green then yellow then brown then black
like being part of the pack
like being picked
being sold
being displayed
being wasted
being left to rot
like the space between the ground and and your feet
like happyness shining through the eyes of the unhappy
