I am too vivid for your dullness. 

I have tried to brighten you up but 

I was ultraviolet, invisible to your average human eyes. 

I was a rainbow shooting across your sky. 

We looked good at first; vibrant colors swept across a gray canvas. 

Then I started to fade against you.

So I became a poem.

You could not read my intricate words or meanings.

You could not see me in the way I was meant to be seen.

You could not understand me in the way I needed to be understood.