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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

Color Me

Color me a rainbow..
Piercing through a tear drop.
Color me a dense shadow..
That gushes into a fearless mob.
Build me a giant castle..
That touches a cloud’s muscle.
Carve me a silver horse..
That runs through the night’s hustle.
Color me the inside of a den..
Where I can hide when..
Sculpture questions into a cultured pen..
Leading the world to reside oblivious to insane.
Trick me into wisdom..
Talk me out of freedom..
Quote someone to fame..
Just save capture from burning into flame.
Color me as an outcaste..
Out in a forest dark and dense..
Where voices fail to reach me..
Outspoken but annoyingly unbroken..
Like the branches rooting out from a once lustrous tree..
Painting the rivers green..
Color me a portrait..
Of the faith unseen.
Spreading out wide in the land of mean.

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