I thought of forsake
those old blue genes;
for you told me I looked prettier
when I did not wear them.
Yet I cannot take off
toward my peace of mind.
I cannot take off
these blue genes
when I only have a piece of mind
which does not allow me to think.
The idea of me being fragile
and you being stronger
was everything I wanted
until you showed me
how you could take advantage
of the hold you had on me.
Oh, and I only liked that
as I thought you could take care
of my pieces.
Oh, I only liked that
as I thought you were
different.
You were my opportunity
to finally say goodbye
to all of that.
However,
you ran off
and my blue genes,
as usual, are the only ones
that always wind up
fitting me well.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Genes
Poetry"You'd better believe I cried and said I was still finding myself so as to hide the fact that what I found was not what I expected". First poetry collection. ©
