It’s no fun to be yellow.
Sometimes you get tired
all of the sudden
Of nobody knowing all the rough nights
It’s no fun to be yellow.
One of my troubles is
I don’t have the guts
I just stand there
Watch me, getting tough
It’s no fun to be yellow.
I started to go, but I was feeling sort of
e m p t y
I didn’t care too much
If you want to know the truth,
I’m glad I didn’t
For more self-study, The Urban Howl recommends Tears to Triumph: The Spiritual Journey from Suffering to Enlightenment
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The thing about rough nights, is that they are followed by beautiful sunrises that color the sky. And all you have to do is stand there. You don’t have to want it or deserve it, it’s just there for you.