The Coloring Book
~Claira
You colored me in soft blues and greens,
Hard purples and reds.
Little black specks, here and there as accents.
You blurred the colors together. . .
so it is hard for me to see...
who it is, I am, anymore. . .
The edges of my body became the outline for your work.
The insides forgotten as you busied yourself coloring. . .
If only it were beautiful.
If only you had just torn out this page and thrown it away.
