where is the blue i need the blue his eyes her eyes their eyes i need to color them oh there it is i wonder why is everything so white white white in this place dont they know what color is i mean of course they do look at the hair and the eyes we have a rainbow of people here but its always black black black and white white white i just don't get it thats why my pictures are on the walls they don't need color but i do because when my color belongs to someone else i need something to replace it with she has all the color in the world and i only have crayons and i know its not really fair but what can i do i just smile and bear it but the phrase goes grin and bear it but i dont really grin it just feels strange im not supposed to be that happy after all i can smile and it feels okay though and i can cry and it feels okay and it actually feels thats the weird part because i thought it wasnt supposed to feel i thought i wasnt supposed to feel but what is it to feel really is it emotions is it pain what about paper cuts those hurt and i feel them right but maybe thats not what it means maybe they mean feelings im not really sure its just strange i wish i knew like they knew you can tell when you look at his eyes her eyes their eyes you can see they feel too i want to be with them i want to be there i wish i could run away with him and when you look at his eyes you can see he feels too just like me even though were not supposed to i have to draw him where is the blue i need the blue