Color

I've cut my arms and slit my wrists

Thrown up my dinner and lived the twists

But that does not mean I haven't been overjoyed

 

I've lied to myself and given up hope

Acted like a jerk and been seen as a dope

But that does not mean I haven't been loyal

 

I've run away and then cried my eyes out

Depressed out of my mind and decided to pout

But that does not mean I haven't been happy

 

I've haven't worn ripped jeans and tattered clothes

Broken my shoes and had to sew

But that does not mean I haven't felt poor

 

I've worn all black and hated the others

Lived in the grey and disregarded outsiders

But that does not mean I haven't dreamed of color

Author's Note

Hope you liked. Leave suggestions, tips, and review. Thanks y'all.
-Willa

Reviews

[Wpww!!!]

Sad. I can relate. Huh. Great poem. Reminds of my past and futer. Stay strings..
Great poem.

[Savior of Time]

Thanks. Stay strong, too.

-Willa

[Wpww!!!]

I plan on it.

[shallimarRose]

Well Willa, I found this poem thought provoking... I like the feel and the questions at the bottom of each stanza...nice poem.. shallimarRose

[Savior of Time]

Thank you.

-Willa

[Emilie Renee Barnum]

I love this, I can definitely relate. Job well done.

[Savior of Time]

Thank you.

-Willa