If You're Feeling Brown...

I'm feeling blue,
But that's not quite so true,
When I'm feeling down,
I'd say I feel brown.

Brown? Am I crazed?
A statement well placed,
But brown, you will see,
Is like bark on a tree.

Easily found,
It's close to the ground.
And there you can stay,
You're still in harm's way.

When lights go out,
And danger lurks about,
You can't rely on any,
The dangers are too many.

But you can choose to climb,
Helped by bark and mind,
And reach the top,
But don't you stop.

Don't look below,
As high as you can go!
And hang on tight to all,
That way you will not fall.

Now you can't be hurt,
And pride won't come short,
Your true friends will climb,
Or be left behind.

So if you feel blue,
Consider it true
And try not to drown
On your brown!

But keep climbing up,
Don't look down, don't stop!
Because brown, you see,

Is like bark on a tree.