Analysis of Deviated Septum

I long colors from my light
For it's a rainbow that I seek
But when I look and simply ponder
It's white and clear and bleak

I’ll stare so intensely hard
That the spots formed in my eyes
Are Permanently burned
So engraved it makes me cry

I’ll stare so painfully deep
For a glimpse of my mint green
I'll stare an inch to closely
My pupils start to lean

I’ll tumble and fall right in
The clear fluorescent lights
It leaves burn marks on my wrist
For the heat was on to high

My iris shrunk to nothing  
For a smudged morsel of a hope
I leaned my longing to closely
That I fell and broke my nose