where am i?

waking up for two seconds a day.
not remembering which steps i take.
decisions made that i don't even contemplate.
blue, green, red, yellow.
my mind is elsewhere, thy giver.
my mind won't greet me in the morning anymore.
i'm looking for some sort of crayola box- that just has
my dearest primary.


sitting down, getting up, never staying still.