Growing up I didn't have much to care about,
but I have worries in mind now.
with a global pandemic swarming,
one would've wished for a warning.
During this point, I'm grey,
because I want to fly away,
back to where I am most careless.
Then I feel nothing but red,
I'm angry at myself and start to dread,
as well as angry at someone else.
Sometimes I'm green,
not just the color of my eyes,
but I want to feel motivated instead of in-between,
not waste away in doubt.
Then I feel Blue,
wishing I taken a redo.
Beat myself up over one thing after another,
feeling like a waste of space,
believing for a trace.
Growing up is feels like a bother,
but we all have to do it not just for ourselves,
but for one another.
I want to feel extraordinary,
I want to feel funny and charming,
I want to see more of the world,
and keep traveling around it with my family,
because pictures are worth a thousand words.
This what I love about me,
I'm always ready to see.
About the Creator
Carolina Herrera
I am simply writing for fun.



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