When

When your world feels like
a splatter of bright paints.
When everyone's own pen
writes over your paper.
When the dark background
persists as much as you fight.
When the chairs blockade
your being from view.
When you stand on the thrills
and chaos of society.
When lips wear a smile but
pupils melt into tears.
When everything is vivid and only
neutrals stand out.
When it looks like your head
is spinning, but the walls are on a swivel.
When your eyes find a teal heart
In a sea of vibrancy.
When the colors of the world
blur your clear cut vision,
you are only grounded by your feet.