A burst of colors decorate the sky
And my eyes are your mirrors
Watching different shapes fly
I like how in this dark, I can still see clearer
I lay on my blanket
I let the darkness swallow me
I want to be alone
But I hear the noise follow me
How far away the bright lights seem
My life is just a string of moments
And one very big dream
And these fireworks are my biggest proponent
I was a reddened flower
You say I’m now a tower
I’m looking for all of your stories
Throughout my own phases
You were the women who held me
Now I’m learning to see
I write tiny stories and hang them on your wall
You stare at them and hope that I won’t fall
I am made of a string of memories
That you have painted on me
You’ve brought me and two other people I love into this world
Now It’s my turn to be bold
I live in many houses
But yours is my main home
I remember the day I wanted to roam so
I begged you to make me a little brother
Soft sandy silky swimming
Bathing suits all twinning
Finding faraway buoys
Growing up on this gorgeous beach
People all wanting seats
Racing up and down with speed
The blue and black blankness
As waves swallow each other
And footprints wash away
I lay my lightness and it all fades today
Wanting us to stay
Living like a phase
Sun shines and shimmers
Suffocates me in sudden warmth
This is my beautiful beach
Please hide behind your Little sweater
Laugh. Don’t cry
he’ll like you better
Find your place and don’t budge
Be yourself
But don’t be like them
I call myself the Little feather
Colorful but never better
I try to write my stories
I have a complicated life but
That doesn’t make me special.