Boxy TV

I used to think my life was destined

for the oblivion of black & white static on a boxy TV screen.

Constantly wishing I could escape

into the distant vivid worlds of the stories I had obsessed over.

Convinced that my life would never be as vibrant

as the Technicolor that reflected back at me.

Never thinking that the characters I revered could one day help me

become the brave and unusual person that so desperately wanted to break out.

A person who rejects the mundane.

Who rejects the black and white.

And a person who now knows that life can always be as crazy and as colorful as the stories on TV.

As long as you have the will and the imagination to make it so.