Young eyes,
Told me to feel black & white
Easy mind
Influenced by all that claim right
Curious with questions
Questions that bring light
Millions of suggestions
Bring colors so bright
It started with a simple gray
Knowing it is quite shady
The more time I pay
Purple reveals I'm a Demi
I won't go through all the colors
As they are my timeline
What I have discovered
Black and white isn't the only love-kind
This heart is still growing
Just like our maple trees
Living in the seasons, uncontrolling
Complexions that put us at ease
As my one small beating journey shows,
Through all its crazy clues.
Each one of us is a rose.
Which comes in different hues.
-Patterson
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Nala Grayson (Patterson)
Trying to find rhythm in my words.
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