Vibrant, but not turbulent
She is the epitome of color
With camouflage, she hides
She hides from the truth that scars her soul
She's a sad girl
Not an undiagnosed disorder
She's as normal as normal can be, but she's sad
The camouflage gives off a ray of happiness
Yet she still wonders why people don't see her sad eyes and think to ask why?
Maybe the color of her eyes camouflage the aching heart inside her fragile frame
Specks of brown, green and gold
If people saw past them, they would witness her true self
Such a sad girl with a beautiful soul and mind
A spectrum of extraordinary and hideous colors fill that beautiful mind of hers
Blues creating sadness
Greens creating a fresh beginning
Reds marking her anger and jealousy
Yellows reflecting her radiant brightness that could consume you if you gave it the chance
And
Blacks and whites engulfing her emptiness How ironic?
She's full of thought
But she feels empty
YOU ARE READING
(Expressing myself through poetry)
PoésieI'm really beginning to enjoy reading and writing poetry, so I felt that maybe if I put my poetry out there for others to read I might get good feedback on them. Please don't take any of my poems and write them off as yours, I worked really hard on...
