colors

When i look at the colors fade into the darkness
i see the light disappear and my colors gone
but i try to keep the color from fading
i lose myself in the in the dark but when i think about the colors
i think about the light and i head towards it in search of my colors
in hope that i will be myself in the end and that the colors remain my strength again forever
and that i'll never lose track of who i really am.

But i know that with my colors i am strong and i will never lose sight of that again.