Iridescent
"A blank page
That's what I am
Trapped in my own cage
Begging for my heart to stay calm
Standing on stage
I'm an aspirant
In the face of judges
I become reluctant"
Contradicting as it may seem
A White Canvas and Iridescence
They expect me to draw a straight line
But my wild emotions choose to rampage
To a point that no longer can my opinion control it.
They ask me, that within myself I should redeem
Paint over the hassle and nuisance
Being born the way you are is fixed and is divine
If you are good enough then they wont notice your damage
Do as your told don't run away just wait and sit while your at it.
For a long long period of time
I actually believed that I was damaged
All those years of my life
I've been put to a halt, a stoppage
Now I finally know that I'm not broken
Just different.
No need to follow the many and conform
Follow your feelings and transform
May you hold the seven colors of your dream
Iridescent is what I am
Go on ahead and scream.
YOU ARE READING
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