Me and My Blue
Me and My Blue
Battered and Bruised I screamed all alone
Hoping No one would hear my voice
I screamed at the Blue colored throne
It paid no heed to my choice
Please pick me up from this bed of thorns
It tests everyone whether old or newborns
I used to think its fun and cool
Now here I am sitting in my own stool
The more I try to get up, it thrusts me down
I try to cry it out, Teasingly says I won't come down
Save me from this mess and take me away
Please tell me the price, I will do whatever you say
Drowsy and tired, Please give me some rest
Please give an inception to the cessation of these tests
The blue guy got up from the throne
But to my amazement it looked mortal, pale and brown
I was unable to decipher its exquisite detail
Whether it was a male or a female
It wanted to say something, I could hear not
Because may be someone or something, had made my ears rot
Now it started screaming and drowning in pain
Falling from height it held me by chains
The chains ripped its arm that seemed like a stick
Some liquid dropped on me that wasn't so thick
Tired and drowsy it sat down with me
And said in a dying voice, I have been in place of thee
And then it just vanished into thin air
Now who do I scream to, that life is not fair.