Trashed works (poetry compilation)

rainbow

You tell me i am like a rainbow;

The very thing that colors and the sun represent

If that's the case, a lot of people are colorblind

And i have synesthesia, always seeing color

Even in grayscale,

Always seeing good, even in the worst people

When it comes to perception,

Opposites may attract but they will never work

Because people see nothing in me

And I see everything in them.

Although i intend to let my words be rays

Of warmth on your skin,

I leave you cold with my touch.

I remind you of what you wish you had,

Maybe of what you wish you were

And rather than feeling comfort you feel fear.

If only someone could see me for who i really am

And see through the same lense as me;

Appreciating even the worst qualities

The things I can't stand to bear about myself.

If only i was loved,

Not temporarily or only pieces of me,

But whole heartedly and ongoing.