As I went to blueberry mountain
On a cloudy foggy
Day
I am reminded of my dark past
And the 100 shades of grey
Between now and then
It's almost white where I am
A color of hope.

This poem consists of a conversation I had with a hater on imvu
And on tellonym.me.


"***, your self witch"

"why do you have to bug me"

"you left a rude comment on my Pic"

"talk to my fists"

"write proper English"

"get off the app old lady"

"where's the love" - thought

Why
Be
A
Hater
When
You
Can
Be
Quiet
And
Save
me
An
F bomb.

I am ugly as f??!!
Why because I date a doctor
Because Tri-racial
I am beautiful as f!!!!!
Why because I date a doctor
Because tri-racial
Hater if you are hater
Be quiet.

Dear hater
I am not who you
Think I am
I am just trying to
Live my life
You can keep quiet

"answers the tells *****"

"you are not pretty"

"you are not an artist"

"die"

"remove yourself from vu"

"What the %:'? "

"u ugly AF!"
One bigot
Had said

And I say "I am beautiful
In my own way
Both inside and out"

This clown is
Not a crying clown
But one that smiles
In the sun

As the frog sits on a Lilly pad
Resting
And waiting
I sit on the boat
Resting
And waiting for the
Right time to
Capture
My thoughts.