Wednesday, October 2, 2013

My world is made of purple. 
purple is the tunes of the swift music I come from
the air, my first step, chicken nuggets,
are all purple.
but purple is also grey, yellow, and red
and those times when you're eleven, but you want to be six again, or when your six and you wanna be 3 again.
Purple is sad and happy all rolled up into one.
purple is all my experiences; Roller coasters,
asparagus (ewww), or even learning how to tie a shoe.
purple is my life, and 
that
will
never 
change

3 comments:

  1. wow!!! i love your poem!!! i find that i can relate well. i mean, who likes asparagus??? also, i know the feeling of wanting to be young again. and music totally has colors!!! i love the words you used too. all in all, the poem is great!!!

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  2. very intense and deep poem i love it

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