is it green
like the smell of freshly cut grass
like the weeds tangled against the thorns
that you're too afraid to cut down
or never mind that?
pass
is it yellow
like the daffodils
like the happiness and joy you feel after you see the flowers bloom
like the realization that it's never to late to
love yourself
working for YOURSELF
or never mind that?
pass
is it pink
like valentine's day on repeat
like ball gowns
like feeling like a queen
smiling
or never mind that?
pass
is it red
like the anger and fire in your soul
like the heated arguments
love or lust
fighting in disguise
devils breaking the queen of hearts
or never mind that?
pass
or is it purple
like the bruises you find on your skin
begging for a chance to win
kissing again and again
till you finally learn what you want
never mind that?
pass
-r. l.
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𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 - poetry ✔︎ • wattys2019
Poetry𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥, 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 ༉‧₊˚✧ ↬ poetry from a girl who is changing for the better ↬ copyright 2019 © ↬ author: rina lynette
