burnt house down

Redorangeyellow is blazing and dancing behind me

I try to see through the flames, but the grey clouds do a good job to blind me

I’m all brand new and shiny now - alone - burnt house down, no car, no green mcmoney

In this town, I’ll be judged worse than Monica

But I’m not looking for a gold star sticker

I just want me - and re-ali-ty - please

I’m building a new one, a home anyways, a better skin

(One that can dance)

I’ll never let them win, never give in - no one act can define me

That hot mess, my purplegreenorange tower of burning effigy

it can’t outshine the beauty, the power I’ve rammed shut in my chest

Over the years

Come to me to be loved now

I’ll be in the purple rain, dancing my chest free

Thank you Dylan, Prince, thank you Tori.

I am surrounded in your rainbows of music and glory - they made me

Sacred - purple - oozing - guilty

I am that - but who cares - now I can be this

My new house?

Yellow walls, Banksy paintings, cyan curtains - why not?

Turquoise TV, ruby railings, Kamala etched on my countertop - why not?

I’ve spent too many years being “quite” a good daughter, “quite” a good sister,

“Quite” interesting, “quite” cool, “quite” good to my neighbour.

And I’m just so redbloodfire-tired of all my half-baked beigeness.

I’ve never been more ready to close the book, I’m so ready to page this.

Close the cover on an old J

I’ll pass my might on to something greater

Say Hey! to the me you see now, to the sea I see for me

Say BYE! to the complacent, the sweet, and the you-own-me me,

Was I serious?

That was brownrustyshit - merde, I’ll see you later.