True colors from all have been deciding to reveal in thier brightest shades during my darkest hour, clearer than ever.
Missing crayons out my pack, pastels out my palette, let them use my tears as the water to dip their reassurance
so that their canvases could be a little more complete.
Complex I am. Content I am not.
I feel uncomfortable in this art class cause while others walk around dignified I sit here unsecure & unsatisfied. ♀️
This is not a competition yet I got disqualified, Butterflies I change into
so maybe when they see me again I'll bring sincere smiles not dull cries
Life is art, colors will collide...
Not meant to be Picture Perfect... just a Picture Painted that only some will see the beauty to share & enjoy.