Scarlet
The color of the sky at sunset
When I come alive
When I feel motivated to do what needs to be done...
Have fun.
True to myself without the judgement of imbeciles.
My Favorite
The color of every melee, quarrel
The shouts I heard
The "responsible" adults, tearing my home...
My childhood away from me
The hurt I went through during their plight... disgust
The sadness that filled me
A family together under one roof
Though under the skin each was alone
Each on their own journey to cope
Knowing the hardships to come
My Hate
The color I see when I can't think straight
Mind clouded by arduous thoughts and memories
When the sophisms of the world
Light my fire
Leave me to burn
The rage within me, unable to douse
The violence inside making a way out
My Madness
The color of the liquid flowing through my veins
Caressing me from the inside
Keeping me alive, wise
It destines my beauty, elegance, grace
Unfair!
Infelicitous...why?
Can I not determine on my own who I am to be?
My Blood
The color of my will
I will not be denied
To be a difference, an individual
What I show when I take a stand for that which I believe in
The yearning I have to make the change in the few
The few who shall change the world
My Strength
The color of what I bear
What I choose to express myself
To show my valor
Sadness, rage, invigoration, frustration, determination
My Material
Me... Scarlet
Color of my spirit... livlihood...
My Life
