the words at the end of the rainbow

the words at the end of the rainbow
the labels 
and names set aside 
don't fit like they should 
don't really feel good
and so i continue to hide
i have no clue what to call me
I've lost track of what's what
I'm overwhelmed by society 
and all the eyebrow-raised looks 
the mouths dropped in surprise 
it just makes me want to through things sometimes
to shred all the wings
of my folded paper dreams
and lay to waste to what's left of my faded self esteem 
and the words at the end of the rainbow
that feel like someone else's shoes
you know
where the soul of the thing
doesn't fit 
quite like it should 
and the way the letters fall off your tongue
and don't wrap you up in a perfect messy hug
don't make you feel safe
proud and strong 
just make you feel. . . 
silly 
not right 
a misfit 
you feel wrong
wearing a name you didn't ask for
a name from the end of the rainbow
why not make a new color
a new name 
for yourself
a place you feel safe
and wellcome 
cause hell
you deserve it
you've suffered too long
now it's time for you to come out
and dawn your new color 
a name that fits 
it's time 
for you to finally feel complete.