TrueColorsArtist

I’ve scattered colors through the years, Don’t call my name—I have no fears. The edge I reach, I cannot grasp, Yet from its pull, I can’t unclasp. Only true colors can save my fate, Then let it guide—no time to wait. The hues I owned have crossed the line, They still call me - they're still mine. I stand where fate and colors meet, Awaiting steps my soul must greet.