I always pictured myself as a rainbow,
While everyone else was pink and blue.
With me there was obviously something not right,
the world did not seem very bright.
I was messed up they’d say,
even though I never felt that way.
‘Dont worry, you’ll find your blue,
and then you’ll be as good as new’.
These thoughts made me weary,
I said ‘People our thoughts vary’.
What if god made some mistake,
cruel people’s judgement I couldn’t take.
My hustle grew independent,
many got offended.
A pink shade darker walked in,
she was so appealing I never stopped to think.
The feeling I had for her birthed a tornado,
but I am proud of our beautiful rainbow.