The Existential Embodiment of Pixar
Watching the movie Inside Out,
I see Sadness
So blue, meek, unable to walk
Who would guess she's the hero?
This tiny emotion with the power
to turn memories into the shades of sky
and save the day
From the minute I opened my mouth,
everyone told me
-Blue is bad
-Blue ain't getting you anywhere
-Why do you have to be so sad?
Because I am breathing
I'm screamin', I'm singin', I'm runnin', I'm
alive
And I'm sorry I need to go to D.C.
to prove my feelings are
justified
To be sad
To be human
To be one and the same
If I am without sadness
I am without me
This poem is about:
Me