Poem: Black And White Essay, Research Paper

My colorful world filled with black and weight,

Seems to turn gray has skies turn bright,

The sun no longer orange,

But round in its big boring wonder,

I turn around to use more than a frown,

With a hope of just seeing a crown,

But no, only mimes that move in there own little bubbles,

Bored, I soon began to walk down a street,

Seeing buildings with no color,

Just black and weight,

One the same as the other,

I walk in to room one o four,

I clime the long steps,

That seems to take my breath,

To a room where is best used to rest,