I can't tell green from emerald
And red from deep maroon,
My girlfriend speaks her mind
That I'm just a goon.
I don't believe there's dark pink
With the slightest lemon shade,
There are five colours total,
And I just want to fade.
All shades of grey are here,
That I can comprehend.
You hold your colours dear,
But I want it to end.
Grass green, sky blue and navy -
They bring me my demise -
I'm colour blind, heavy
My life is, not that wise.
I can't tell red from brandy
Mahogany from wine,
Is beige apart from sandy?
Is light blue not that brine?
My girlfriend hates my reasons,
My character, my taste.
I can't define the season
For clothes colour rate.
29.10.2024
Colour blind
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