Color Yourself
...like your life depends on it. Because it does.
On the outside, rosy cheeks and lenses
Peachy orange, they all blend in
They're all the same, meshed together with no face and no name
I was bright turquoise and vibrant green
Clashing and glowing, a different breed
I learned to color myself like a rainbow
No teacher, no guide, an apprentice on my own
You can learn too if you want mystery
To pick up the brush and make the strokes
At first you'll smudge and dang near miss
But when you practice and put in the time
You stay in your lines just fine
And after you paint yourself solid colors, then you learn to accentuate
Blend and mix with waves and blurs, you splatter the color all over your face
Perfectly imperfect, not a drop out of place
When you see the reflection you'll be startled at first
"Who's that person? Is that even me? They're so happy and unabashedly free!"
So wear your paint and show all of your colors
Make them think, "She's one weird crazy Autistic ADHD traumatized mother trucker"
When they get mad and throw shade your way
Listen to what I say
They're mad they can never glow like Gold
Because even on their best days
There's not one shade of peachy orange
That stands out next to a Rainbow
About the Creator
Sadie Hirsch
Mystical creative who writes, dreams, dances and sings
Breast Cancer survivor at 35, grateful for each day I'm alive
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