
Pride is a funny word
It comes in many colours
Those that know better
Treat it like their own
I was born a mix
of many many shades
It’s easy to resist
unchaining culture’s ways
All I had to do
Was brave it up and walk
through different attributes
change my mind and talk
Of all the things I said
and those forgotten in vain
I am prouder of the things
that cause me more pain
My skin will be the same
It’s a matter of being whole
I won’t change my colours
But I know I will change my soul
Because even if I wished
To have the world unite in one
I know that all the colours
Will make it come undone
There is beauty in being unique
There are indeed a lot of perk
To be one in a million
You’ve got to put in some work
And though the colours might
Make some of us lose courage
The world has many ways
To surely encourage
Don’t be shy of being
Or showing who you are
Your mind doesn’t need freeing
Because we all turn into stars
And if anyone confront
Your beauty or the choice
That it’s only yours to make
But not of theirs to take
You will find your inner balance
And peace will quick come forth
There is no point in arguing
What it’s not theirs, it’s yours
About the Creator
Stella Mann
Writing is all my life.

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