My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I'm told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it's silver when it's wet.
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.
Life is a combination of different colors. Such a nice poem.
Interesting. We have different colours different faces different roles in life. Well expressed
One of the greats. Your poems are so adorable, you are one of my favorites
wow great introspected line- all the colors I am inside /// love this poem
its fine even though i dont understand it