Yellow Garden

Yellow. I just want to be yellow

Not blue or pink

I want to live in a yellow garden

A garden that's distinct

A garden of three

A garden of peace

A garden where I'm free to be me

A garden where I'm no longer She

Just allowed to be me

I grew up thinking I had to be a butterfly bush to be loved

To be accepted

To be shoved

I need room to flourish

To grow

To gain

To no longer be malnourished

To escape the pain

I run away to my garden to cry

It's peaceful there

And I don't have to hide

When I go here I feel warm

I finally feel in love

I don't have to perform

When I go here the pieces come together

Finally, I can be who I am

I can fall in love with the weather

I can escape the program

When you grow up in a home where you can't breathe,

You suffocate

You shatter your teeth

You're forced to roll up your sleeves

Where I have my garden I have my peace

My friends

My fake identity deceased

My home

Myself.

Now since I'm older,

I've realized something

This garden was always my safe haven

My vacation from my troubles

I don't have to visit once a week

I can live there.

I can live there forever

Free to fly

Allowed to thrive

I stare at my paint pallete

Blue

Yellow

Pink

I don't have to choose anymore

I grab my brush and blend the shades

My heart begins to widen

A beautiful green appears

That green is my garden

The grass

The leaves

The stems of my sunflowers and dandelions

Oh, how it's beautiful here

I lay on my back and count the flowers

I put them in my hair

I sing to them

I love them.

I stared at the sun with tears in my eyes

Sweat on my palms

Dirt on my thighs

Oh, how lovely is it to be home.

My incredible yellow garden,

This garden I now own.