"Green, Yellow, Red"
GREEN -- maybe he knows
me.
maybe he thinks
I'm pretty?
That's shallow
of me.
He's so sweet...
I wonder what he sees
in me?
YELLOW -- hold my hand,
please hold my hand.
am I doing this
right?
But wait a moment...
am I her?
her?
her...
RED -- I'm not her.
Oh, how foolish I was.
I want to kiss
your lips.
Feel that buzz.
Nothing less.
But, I'm not
her.
her.
her.
I'm not her.
-an inner battle
YOU ARE READING
5'
Poetry[✓] my heart bleeds the things that my mind sometimes cannot say to you. I hope this book reaches you in time. "Five Feet Apart. Are you in?"
