by fragmentedspeech

Am I  all the things outside of me?

Winter blowing and the times go by me

All I see is snow flakes around me

People are fading from my eyes view

People are looking more like you

Are you really whats outside of me

The grass is green and glowing gleam

The times before white and old

Times new green and gold

Is the time outside of me?

am I the things that represent me?

the colors and words that flow so gently

the times I remember and times I see

Am I all the things outside of me?