Awful Colors In A Beautiful Painting
I stare at the mirror
Watching anxiety pour
My dignity crawls beneath me
Heaving on all fours
My breath is ragged
My tears leave stains
Jagged wounding words
Shatter what remains
"Fag" they say
Cause I don't love the same as you
"Fat" they say
Cause I ain't no size two
My demons swirl around me
Begging me to play
Draining color from my eyes
Turning my vision gray
But underneath the muck
And underneath the hate
Just below the surface
Awaits something great
Because all my abnormalities
And all my slights and sins
Are colors in a masterpiece
called flawlessness within
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