She is gray outside.
But her heart is blue.
She loves to smile
But she forgot how

He is black outside
But his mind is yellow
He loves to sing
But they tell him he can't

She is white on the outside
But her thoughts are red
She is a genius
And they hate her for it

He is brown outside
But on the inside, he is pink
He loves to dance
But they tell him he is girly for it

We all have our own colors
We are all different on the inside
We are all beautiful
No one is ugly

You cut my heart out of a piece of paper.
Traced around it.  Saved it.

Colored it in to make it look like a rainbow.
Happiness can grow.

Cut it out again then folded it in half.
Now painted blue to match.

Put my name on it and handed it to me.
For everyone to see.

What do I do now that you're not around.
What do I do now.  I frown.

I'm on the east coast and you're in California.
Better weather there.  
  
I take out some paper and try to draw
a heart.  Put your name on it.  
  
But I won't cut it out.  I'll hold it
to my heart 'til it beats a kiss.

I am light.
I am bright.
My purpose is to be happy.
I am more than a conqueror.
I have more than beauty in me
My destiny is life after death.
I have dreams that will play out
I have fears that will fade out.
My love is spread to others around me
I am encouraged by others.
I am loved by many
I am already the greatest news.
My hope is in a secure belief.
I hold a future and a straight path.
I hold a more admirable trait than all.
I won't be proud in my own doings.
I won't distribute fake love.
My teachings come from holy words.
I will not fall, for He is in me.  
I will create options when others fail.
I will not be brought down by a down world.
I will not step aside for darkness.
My worth is more than words.
My wisdom grows each day.
I am in the making.

Decision, decisions, decisions,
their running me weary,
my legs say "stop" and my heart beats "no",
my brain is detecting fear.
When did my future and I become so low?
Harmony and peace and happiness are so far from me,
Out of reach, my hands grasps but no climbing is made.
I keep thinking, at the top I'll see!
but branch by branch my view fades.
Climbing but coming to no end
running but no gain.
My whole world is spinning and blending.
All that is coming out is pain.
Its time to change, to grasp my happiness again.
Its time to start myself on the path of amends
This time all I need is God at my aid.
I will keep climbing, no matter my tire, I want to see
what this mass world has for me, to help me grow.
Everyone near me, be on your toes.
For soon I will be transformed to my most pure self,
happiness again.

Filled with complete glee
I was once stuck at sea
But I swam for shore
And now I am sure
That I can smile again.

It's been a while since a smile formed
It looks a bit messed up and deformed
But whatever, I'm finally able to be happy.

to feel reverence and intimacy
with everything we see;

to find traces of divinity in
everyday things;

to realize that imperfections and
cracks below the surface are not
signs of weakness; but traces of life;

to know that in essence, all is unity;

is grace.