i'm a girl,
right?
just like the sky is blue,
and the clouds are white.
i'm a girl,
because it says so
on a piece of paper
i've had attached to me
since I was born,
right?
but sometimes,
the sky is black.
but I'm still a girl,
right?
sometimes the clouds are grey
and the sky is crying
and the earth represents me.
i can be grey,
right?
aren't we all
allowed to have our
special grey areas?
the leaves are allowed to change
from a passionate green
to an alluring red.
can't I?
'*'
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PoetryJust poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Pl...
