Colors Representing Me
Different days lead to different colors
I’m an eye popping magenta pink-
a sassy and fierce side emerges
like models walking down the runway strutting
with their new fashion clothing draping on them.
But on the rough days, I am a dull, ash grey-
worn-down and dim
with no explanations why?
I walk the halls washed and pale
trying to find my inner flare of pink again....
Not every day does grey take over,
pink shines most of the time.
Vibrant blizzard blue is the mood today-
wind blowing, breezy day
calm and collected and shy
like meeting someone new for the first time, timid.
Tomorrow may be different, a caramel brown-
stressed and self-confident
agany and anxiety take over
like secret missions needing to be accomplished,
but just cannot be complete...
Each are original, just like me.
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