short poem- no title

Looked up,
looked down,
looked side to side,
wondering if the sky ever is just blue,
or purple,
or violet,
any color looking up,
for the grass,
is it always green,
brown,
black????????


Side to side,
no one,
no sound,
no where to go,
feel trapped outside,
so I guess,
I'll get up,
and start my own adventure

Where will it take me?
Only I know that answer