One poem "2" ways..questionable outcome *shrugs*

I dream in Black and White. Where have the colors gone?
I hear in one flat octave. Where are the missing tones?
I see with no dimension. Where is your depth of soul?
I recognize the problem. Where have you hid my joy?

Where have you hid my joy? I lost it in your rage.
Where is your depth of soul? I could never scratch the surface.
Where are the missing tones? I sang for hates lost ears.
Where have the colors gone? I gave them in my smiles.

I gave them in my smiles. Where now they shine intensely.
I sang for hates lost ears. Where now I've found my voice.
I could never scratch the surface. Where now you linger hidden.
I lost it in your rage. Where now I've found my peace.

I dream in Black and White. Where have the colors gone?
I gave them in my smiles. Where now they shine intensely.
I hear in one flat octave. Where are the missing tones?
I sang for hates lost ears. Where now I've found my voice.
I see with no dimension. Where is your depth of soul?
I could never scratch the surface. Where now you linger hidden.
I recognize the problem. Where have you hid my joy?
I lost it in your rage. Where now I've found my peace.