Color Me Blank
All color, some edits, one caption, two filters
Many layers of myself undefined in one picture
Been pressed, and curled, sown in but natural
Ambitious and young waiting for my brand to go viral
Wide hips, chubby waist, big forehead, and a spotted face
Constantly being defined by what society cant embrace
I walk on fours but will never understand
Brain surgery at the at of sixteen but yet I still stand
I have party friends but still love the quiet
An old optimistic soul but me, they still cant define it
Photography and design, I know that's what I'm born to do
So as I lay on this page color me blank, because no one will ever understand my true value
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