I AM

I am red

Sometimes lustful and vengeful

Full of all my past secrets

That sometimes come back to haunt me

And all the anger in my chest

Shows in the redness of my face

But sometimes, I love so much it hurts

So much I can feel it

Running through my blood

Red is pain

But red is love

I am blue

Maybe I am just like you

Full of sadness

From the stories I didn't finish

From the closure I never had

From the paths I never walked

Or maybe I am blue

Just like me

Full of the Florida sea

Full of hopes and dreams

Blue reminds me of my sadness

But blue always sets me free

I am green

Full of jealousy and envy

Of the people with more money than me

With more rooms than me

More stamps on their passports than me

But...

That does not make me angry with them

It makes me work harder

Makes me strive

For even more from my already beautiful life

So I rise

Full of determination

Green is envy

But green is also motivation

I am yellow

Cautious and nervous

Full of irrational fears and thoughts

But sometimes it seems like

They're all I've got

Like maybe my anxiety keeps me safe

But I am also full of hope and cheer

I wipe away the anxiety

Until I can see things clear

Until the sunshines shines down

Yellow is safe

But yellow is also profound

I am purple

Pompous and prideful

Full of ego

I know where I excel

I know what parts of me I can tell

To others

What parts of my story to share

I am intelligent and wise

With so much still to learn

So much knowledge left to devour

Purple is pride

But purple is also power

I am black

Dark from mistakes

Full of regret from certain decisions

That got me nowhere

But then I remember

Black is needed for everything

For depth and variation

For the writing and the narriaton

Of my story

For the unknown and mysterious

But also the loving and generous

Black is the darkness

But black is also necessity

I am all of these colors

All of these things

One person bordering another

All of these emotions

These feelings and dreams

Breaking the chains

Coloring over the stains

On my canvas, in my story

All these colors are a part of my history

My past, present and future self

All of memories sitting up on a shelf

Hanging from the walls

Stuffed in the drawers

Just waiting for more to be stuffed inside...