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Dreaming in Colors

by Lena 3 months ago in inspirational

A poem by Lena Folkert

Dreaming in Colors
Photo by Rupert Britton on Unsplash

“You're so pale,” they say –

“White as snow,

Skin like porcelain.”

But what they really say is, “you’re so simple –

Green as grass,

Malleable like clay.”

“You’re so blushing,” they say –

“Pink as a flower,

Meek like a mouse.”

But what they really say is, “you’re so frail –

Grey as ash,

Fragile like glass.”

I know what they really think –

Just a girl. Pale and fragile.

Just a child. Timid and irrelevant.

They don’t see the truth, though it’s plain as day –

Just a lady, joyful and pure at heart.

Just a woman, fierce and proud.

They see what they want, their souls like my complexion –

Pale, plain, and fragile.

I see through their masks.

Their lives lived between the lines –

Colors of white and black.

Greys all they can see.

I float on waves as numerous as my shades –

Dreaming in colors they can’t see,

My life lived outside the lines.

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