Picture Prompt Poetry III

I had always felt like the odd one out
Always trying to fit in with the others
When I’m by myself, I would scream and shout
And it is sad because no one bothers

I was called out for being different
For this change my dreams became deterrent
I did the things that everyone else did
All for this hole in me I love to feed

Before I knew it I silenced my doubt
And I had started to attract lovers
I would put on makeup and my lips pout
It’s only so much the makeup covers

The voice in me had remained resilient
There was more to me than my dark pigment
I couldn’t keep up with this reckless deed
Being myself made me feel like a bird freed

Yeni