The world is like a box of crayons
Some are dull, some are sharp
Some full of colour, and others boring
There are some that are all used up, and almost dead
Others are brand new, just waiting to be used
We all colour our ways through the life we live
Marking our pathways of our lifetime along the way
Colouring in and out of the lines, being neat or messy
It is up to you how neat you are with your colouring
You better be careful because the colouring you do now
Will predict the colouring of your future
Kylie Young
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-is-a-box-of-crayons/
