Blue

Painted in blue

Since the day I was new

The only catch:

My color wasn’t true

I was painted all over

By everyone I knew

And in case I forgot

They made my eyes blue too

And because I was

All draped in blue

I was on display

For other blues to view

The perfect canvas to lay

Their own unwanted hue

So I was painted some more

Blue through and through

Sky and slate and cobalt too

I couldn’t escape

I didn’t know what to do

Until the day I realized

It wasn’t me who drew

All of these sad and crooked lines

In this familiar shade of blue

I could be any color I want

If only I would choose

Erase each stroke

And create something new