There’s a story in a picture
and a picture doesn’t lie.
What we see we put in
to make it pleasant to the eye.
What you do in a dark room
When no one’s looking through
Is it color that you add
to make your story ring true?
There’s a heart in a picture
Never seen but understood.
But you see it through the maze of
calamity and then knock on wood.
This isn’t how you’d like to be seen.
Or maybe remembered.
But if someone else applies the color
You just can’t surrender.
If you change the hue or the size
It won’t matter if there’s a will to survive.
See, the color in a picture is all in your eyes.
We learn all this from child on
And we are taught who to despise.
We can’t carry that weight
We can’t carry that weight
Because the color in a picture
Should be what we see with our eyes.
It’s not the camera or the lenses; it’s the heart.
And the heart has eyes & ain’t telling lies.
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