roy g. biv

box of crayons

oh little box of assorted crayons

little pieces of wax wrapped in paper, labeled with names that made her laugh

the laugh that was to be heard no more,

when she realized they wouldn't erase

oh little box of assorted crayons

remember when you were  her prized possession?

i remember that too

the days of imagination

the days of innocence

the days of no expectation

yeah, those were the days

hey little box of crayons

do you remember when you got replaced?

the day mr. pencil decided to show up,

he wasn't as pretty,

but he could erase

sorry

they don't let you use crayons on the ACT

or on your calculus final

or in the real world

because little box of crayons

people grow up

and things move on

and school sucks the creativity right out of you

and places it up on the very top shelf

right next to that jar labeled "be yourself"

oh little box of crayons,

naive little box of crayons

society could care less about how you feel

and that paper you have to write

didn't make room for color

black and white 

black and white

black and white

clean cut is the new black, and you better believe that tough guys don't wear pink

not even on a wednesday

but don't worry 

because little box of crayons

you are about to be opened once again

and this time,

you won't be left behind.