those pretty in pink

make you think

that you are not worth their time

but for all their nonsense

and for all that its meant

I could always shine

you could never see me wearing a mask

I found that it was much to hard of a task

than to rather just show you myself

and while others are squandering

sitting and wandering

with their personalities upon a shelf

I strutted and strolled

being exeptionally bold

and let my flaws come through

I might have tripped and fell

given them hell

but it was the right thing to do

and still they see me

a vision of ecstacy

and they hear that my joy is true.