Just a color
But,
Is it really?

In preschool it was fine
I liked what I liked
No one cared

In elementary school
It became
Girly
Yet, ironically
This made most of the girls
Like me
Tomboys
Stay away from it

And instead,
It became cool for a guy
To like it

In highschool
Girls don’t care
Guys don’t care
People like what they want

But,
Is that really how it is?

Somewhere, under the surface
Amongst sparkly pink nails
And dresses

Somehow,
It’s not a color anymore
...
But a symbol