i've had an obsession with color
for as long as i can remember
the perfect order of things
from red all the way to purple
a rainbow's just a rainbow
at least it is to you
but to me it's so much more
a symbol of love and pride
a rainbow drawn upon my wrist
or huge across the wall
a little sign to someone else
that they're not the only one
it's okay to be you
no matter what that means
love yourself for everything
you're perfect as you are
a bit of pride here and there
bringing us all together
a simple look exchanged
with endless love inside
one day a huge parade
making everything okay
forgetting all the hateful things
people have ever said
a day for love and happiness
a day to be accepted
the perfect day entirely
full of love and joy
About the Creator
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