Monday, April 8, 2013

Crayola


People are always telling me I have too many emotions.
But I wonder if they’d say that if they saw colors like oceans.

There are hundreds of colors out there for all to see,
And I wonder if you ever ask yourself what color you would be.

My father is red, always angry and yelling,
And my mother is blue, passive and underwhelming.

My older sister is green, envious of her friends,
Getting married while she’s still living end to end.

My little sister is yellow, still innocent and new,
She’s young enough to believe that dreams can still come true.

If I had to pick a color, I’d say I’m like a grey,
Just trying hard to smile as I go from day to day.

But some days I’m red, or blue, or even black.
And there are days that I pray the yellow will come back.

Blank Canvas


Use my body as your canvas: paint me black and blue.
Fill me in with shades of green, until I look pretty to you.

Use my body as your canvas, carve patterns into me.
Design me into the woman that you desire me to be.

Build me up to tear me down, help me when I fall.
Then kick me to remind me, I’m only five feet tall.

Don’t let me get ahead of myself, remind me of my place.
Listen to my dreams, and then laugh right in my face.

Make sure I always realize, I’m nothing without you.
Order me down to the ground, make me kiss your shoe.

Remind me why you love me, tell me that I’m smart.
Just keep me coming back to you, try not to break my heart.

I’ll follow all your orders, I’ll let you take the lead,
You’re no knight in shining armor, you don’t have a faithful steed.

You’re bitter and you’re mean, you’re heartless and you’re cruel,
But I’m the one who sticks around, I guess that I’m the fool.

Still there’s something good about you, I can see it in your eyes,
It’s buried underneath all the cheating and the lies.

Just knock me down to the ground, just cast another stone.
Tell me that I’m worthless, I deserve to be alone.

Body bruised and spirits broken, I’ll lay right at your feet,
Our love song is not beautiful, it might not sound so sweet.

Just between you and I, the pain I’ll always bear.
I cannot imagine a life worth living, if you aren’t there.