True Colors

My True Colors

were hidden under the skin.

A mask worn

to cover up the sin.

Rainbows

appear after it rains.

And mine

appeared

after the tears

shed down my face.

I am…

I am…

I am not who you want me to be.

Your True Colors

were hidden behind platitudes.

A mask worn

in public

to cover up what is within.

Hatred

will always

reveal itself.

And your true colors

don’t blend well with mine.

You are…

You are…

You are not who I wish you to be.

In the past,

True Colors

fought for space

in a world

that didn’t celebrate differences

but condemned

those who were different.

Battle scars

appeared on my heart.

And my True Colors

were hidden

again.

A game

of hide-and-seek

with my True Colors

had to be played.

Shared

only with those worthy.

Hidden

from those who hate.

Shared

with friends.

Hidden

from family.

A whirlwind

of bright colors

and dull hues

that came out

a messy

clump

of dirt.

Today,

True Colors

shine brightly.

Brighter than

the shade of gray

where your hate

wilts

alone.

Hate is not pretty.

But love…

Love

is beautiful.

My True Colors

Yellow

White

Purple

Black

are beautiful.

My True Colors

Pink

Yellow

Light Blue

are joyful.

Our True Colors

Red

Orange

Yellow

Green

Blue

Purple

A full rainbow

cannot

be hidden.

Shall not

be silenced.

Will not

be drowned out

by the weakness

of your

gray

heart.

As your True Colors

fade

into the night sky.

Our True Colors

wave in the wind

full of beauty

and pride.