To see myself in black and white is what
I used to do, of hatred my view of
Myself full was, as when lack of love
To self hit me, the years of pain so that
Numb felt I now, but then they came me at
These waves, these waves of hurt not love
That harmed me so, but perpetrator of
Such harm was none but me, he who did that.
But realise I did then, that color was
Indeed a present from above, now hues
Pink blue & white I saw myself In that
joy filled was I, for no more had I as
Not me live more, as for I am pink blue
& white at heart, she who no more does that
