The Sunset Underneath, by Lorena Bernhardt
Most people see me as a guarded blue-
Quiet and reserved,
Smart and serene,
Sitting and thinking but never speaking my mind.
But if you know me you see different.
A tie-dye yellow-orange, like a sunset-
Laughing and playful,
Rebellious and talkative,
Dancing in the rain and watching the stars.
I am both of these,
But what am I to you?
|Posted: 2010-06-03 04:31:06 UTC|
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