Author's Note: Lost Poem of senior year. This one is about our perception of life... and how sometimes how infinite the senses can make you feel: good and bad. Basically it was spurred by the thought that maybe my orange is in reality your blue but since we both point at it and say orange then we never know they are different. And after contemplating this it made me feel suddenly sad becuase it would be just a shame if you (universal you) would be missing out... or maybe even if I would. Because the colors I see sometimes... they give me shivers. I think also to some extent it is about feelings to... when someone doesn't feel the same as you...