The Paint Slinger

My life is more of black and white

While I paint colors in others life.

I rub the dirt and dust of the surrounding

Yet, I frown at the rust in my life.

As I'm no sweeper.

Even after years,

I still swing in the air

Yet, I don't feel fair.

As I'm no child.

I reach height

Yet, I fight to strive a living.

As I'm no billionaire.

I mix colors of red, green and blue

Yet, my shades don't give any clue.

As I'm no artist.

I paint colors on the white surface

Yet, they don't sense emotions

As I'm no writer.

My life is more of black and white

Yet, I continue to paint.

To sustain upright.