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I'm Blue

In the end, I'm fine

By Carolina HerreraPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
I'm Blue
Photo by TOMOKO UJI on Unsplash

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.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Carolina Herrera

I am simply writing for fun.

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