color blind landscaper

Recently I moved about 1,000 miles from home on a whim because the grass looked greener. I learned crab grass grows anywhere when you are the landscaper....

This grass is green,

but the other side looks greener.

I look to the natural beauty that surrounds me for answers.

None.

I see happy people around me enjoying this perfection. 

To me it looks to be a sacrifice put forth by mother nature.

While others see beautiful colors, I see a littering creature.

Bright smiles pass by like the colorful clothing worn by others.

It all spells joy.

F**k you and your ignorant view so coy. 

My dark feelings spill out unannounced to even my closest brothers.

These physical colors are just that, colors, to others.

The colors I wear create a window into myself so clear,

problem is that my camouflage works so well out of fear.

Will anyone ever know the truth? Or will it be hidden behind this dry tear?

What am I to do? 

No answers have rang true.

I have been to both sides and the grass always seems to be blue.

Reviews

[Caitlynn Cusick]

the ending is funny, but i dont know exactly how to feel about the rest... i like how you called society out on their ignorant views of hurting people... calling mankind a littering creature was a interesting thought... what we wear is a true window reflecting right into our souls, and if anyone would just look beyond the black clothes of a shy girl, they could see exactly what their soul is screaming. very good... im starting to ramble... XD