Palette & May

Just by looking at the sky, my problems go away,
Red, orange, yellow, I don’t worry about going astray,
Purple, pink or blue, I remember the words ‘Jamais Vu’.

These scenes make me feel like I’ve never seen them before,
Because they’re just so unique.
Clouds right above, birds in the sky,
Planes flying around, rarely a single pest nearby.
I wish I remembered that I was writing this,
My words feel like I am getting too cliché.
Maybe if I wasn’t staring outside my window,
I wouldn’t make this title ‘Palette & May’.

Now I’m writing random things, and I’m hearing a loud ring,
Maybe I should stay inside since it isn’t even May.
It’s freakin’ June and not goddamn May!
“Never mind, I won’t be able to see a clear sky now!” I say.