Stop.

“Stop, stare deep into my eyes and tell me what color you see staring back at you.

Are my eyes the crystal blue I was born with. Filled with happiness and joy to match the smile I have etched onto my face, capturing the true me.

Are my eyes the grey I was told that consumed me at a young age. The grey from the rain clouds and thunderstorms that take over my mind sometimes, leaving me numb and paralyzed.

Are my eyes the emerald green they show ever so often when I meet someone and can see the positive piece of mind they are experiencing. The kind of peace I envy and long for.

Or is it something so simple and basic as the color shirt I chose to wear that morning?

Stop and look deep into the next pair of eyes you see and tell me, do you see the true reason behind the color staring back at you? Or is your perception as basic as the color shirt they chose to wear that morning.”

-Marissa Knappert