I used to hate everything pink,
I'm not girly! You can't define me!
I'm not who you say or think,
I'm whoever I want to be!
Now I love all the colours, including pink. I'm still free to be whoever I choose to be! But what does pink mean? Nothing. A pretty colour!
Think pink, what does that mean? Think blue, do you say that too? Colours are just colours, let them be. I'm girly! That's alright, I'm boyish and that's fine too!
No tags, no labels, just painting with all the colours in the rainbow!
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Poem Away (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I write from time to time! I hope you enjoy them! Follow @nuancedfreepoet on Instagram for more
