Today,
Waking up felt different.
I don't like summers
yet felt resplendent,
The old and ragged curtain
Shaded brown and beige
Filtered the harsh sunlight
Into golden like bees,
The slow fan dancing on the ceiling
The calm air
The end of despair
My brown hair seems yellow
My brown eye seems yellow
My brown skin seems to shine
My brown room seems divine
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 11:32 PM UTC
Today,
Waking up felt different.
I don't like summers
yet felt resplendent,
The old and ragged curtain
Shaded brown and beige
Filtered the harsh sunlight
Into golden like bees,
The slow fan dancing on the ceiling
The calm air
The end of despair
My brown hair seems yellow
My brown eye seems yellow
My brown skin seems to shine
My brown room seems divine
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