Puzzle Pieces

A riddle

Forward or backwards, I’m still the same
I tell you the colors but mine doesn’t change
I bounce like a ball but never on the ground
I'm always moving and never make a sound
Tell me, do you know me? Or do I make you cry?
To do that you’ll need me, for I am the eye

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Written for November PAD by The Poetry Pub
Photo by Gabriel Crismariu on Unsplash