But I'm not so beautiful
Too many colors to make me work
It may be impossible to make sense of
For I am too much for most to handle
When you look at me, all you see is a face.
Not ugly, not pretty, just an ordinary face.
That is all I am to you, if even that
Perhaps I'm simply a body that gets in your way
Or a mass, not a girl or a guy.
How sad, that I am too much for you
Why can't you just get over it?
Rainbows are often unseen or forgotten
But they are also a promise from God.
As am I, a promise that you'll never be alone.
It doesn't matter how well you know me
If I'm not here emotionally, I am physically
You can always depend on my being around
Every single day, I will be a mass
Depend upon it, I be here to get in the way.
Some day I'll be beautiful
Maybe then I'll be more than a mass
What will happen then? Will you see me?
That day may not be too far away.
Everyday I'm a little more beautiful
Taking baby steps to my true potential
A beautiful ray of colors, arched across the sky
Perfection in the imperfection of humanity
Holding out my hands & what will happen then>
I'll be more than a mass, more than a face.
You'll understand me at long last
Music will be he air we breathe
And we'll be people, rainbows, all connected.
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