Apr 10

Blue

My body does not define who I am 
no more than the shoes on my feet
change in my pocket
or house that I live in 
I know its a messy thing
sometimes It seems unreasonable 
doesn't make sense
but the endless stream of pink words 
the relentless waves of knowledge 
that I am and will never fully be myself
hurts
I close my eyes
cover my ears
and wrap myself in blue
the pink I used to think made me something people would love
does not fit into my life anymore
and I will don the colors that make me feel 
like me
despite the pink you throw at me
I will revel in the fact
that I am blue inside.