I Like to Write From Time to Time

LOOK AT MY NEW COLOUR!
I wear it just for you!

I have worked with paints,
You and I
we are no saints,
Our future is grim,
our colour is dim,
but still we try to paint the sky.
you're red, I am yellow
and a blue that sits in the shallow.

It happened the same,
when I tried, to my own shame.

My pallet once told me red and yellow are a fine mix,
but drown it in a deep sea blue
and it will come to a green brown hue.