Color Wheel Liberty Hens I remember dreaming of how things were going to change, A better and bright yellow future was ahead, Now I am trapped with my thoughts, a firing range, My days are gunmetal grey spent in my bed. This just isn’t right it was supposed to be green, At my new school where I was supposed to debut, Now my eyes strain from the long hours on my screen, As I hide in my room that is a snowflake blue. For so long I have tried to be purple, to reinvent myself and start anew, But with COVID the walls are tinged carmine red, An overpowering hue that leaked into my world view, A color that led to bloodshed. I wonder if this shade will fade, To reveal that safe yellow I so desperately crave.
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