Color the World With Who You Are
Who am I
They always ask
Who are you?
Who are you?
How am I supposed to know?
I've spent my life as a mirror
Reflecting what everyone wants to see
Wants me to be
How am I supposed to know
Who I am
When all I've been is who you wanted
I know what roles to play
I know what you want me to be
Maybe that's who I am
A ghost
A mirror
Only what people want to see
Do I even exist
How do you exist?
Are we really our own people?
Do we just show what people want to see?
Are we facades?
Reflective surfaces?
The world judges
Weirdness
Individuality
How are they bad?
Why is it bad to be weird?
Odd?
The world wants black and white
But what about the vibrant colors
Colors contained within us all
We all are our own colors
That girl- she's a pastel pink
That boy- he's a fiery red
Me- I think I'm a soft purple
Shades of black and white
Gray
So boring
I want to see color
Light
Beauty
The world will judge
But who cares
Why does it matter
We are our own
Nobody else's
Show your colors
Be yourself
There's only one you
And you are beautiful
Bright
Inspirational
Let a person be themselves
The world is cold and harsh
But we are not
We are paints inside a can
Color the world
Do not remain gray
So that's who we are
I guess
We are colors
Shades
Hues
Lights
We are individual colors
No one is the same
But we all compliment and contrast
Individuals
Groups
A collective
I may have been a mirror
But now I am a rainbow
You will not dull my color
And I will be myself
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PandaMonium09
Bravo! Everything in here, almost everyone can relate to. If only it was that easy to be yourself in this world though.
Such a beautiful poem!
PandaMonium09
Bravo! Everything in here, almost everyone can relate to. If only it was that easy to be yourself in this world though.
Such a beautiful poem!