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Aug 2013
I wanted to make sense of the world
To dot my i's and cross my t's
And hope that everything would sort itself out
I colored inside the lines with black and white, and thought that's what made it look beautiful
And I tried so hard to blend in
That I lost what it took to stand out
Until one day I didn't cross a t
And tried not to worry that it looked like an l
I colored outside the lines, just a little bit
Even though it made it look gray
But no one ever said gray looked bad
And when I stopped trying to understand the world I realized that the world doesn't want to be understood
Some things just aren't meant to make sense
And when I stopped trying so much to fit in
I learned that the world likes people who stand out
And if that's not beautiful, I don't know what is
Currin
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Currin
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