Midnight Tears

I

I, I am too scared to fly.

I, I am a ball of color waiting to burst.

I, I am a dark grey cloud hanging over your head on a bad day.

I, I no longer know what I am anymore. 

You see I am not just one thing. There is no limit on my creativity. There is no rules for my feelings. 

I, I am just a teenager trying to find my voice. 

I, I am a form of art.

I, I am strong. 

I, I am a stray dog trying to find my home. 

I, I am lost. 

People are so caught up in what other people think of them that they forget what they think of themselves. They forget what they are. 

We're so driven by impressing people we forget who we are. 

We think this black and white plaster of a fake us is real but inside there's color waiting to seep out. 

So I look in the mirror and I pull off this mask. This mask that I've been hiding behind for years. 

And I say..

I, am me.