White, Black, and Gray

i wanted to be okay so much
my thoughts begin to complicate
do not dwell on what you are not
or what you have not
i am who i say i am

i will paint myself
in my own vision
an array of colors
that i choose
in my own way
of my own creation
surrounding a cracked heart

all i’ve got are empty words
that hold their own sadness
intertwined in a tragic melody
the sad after, empty after
nothing after, my life in
white, black, and gray

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

7 thoughts on “White, Black, and Gray

      1. I understand completely Annie. The same for me too. It is very sad, and especially also when others think we should be happy. So glad you wrote about it.

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