Colors ♥ (Poem by Angela Neve)
One day in a small town
A small town called Furple
There lived many hedgehogs
Green, Yellow, and Purple
Their colors shone like the sun, blazing about
Except for one hedgehog, all he did was pout
His color was boring, his color was sad
The plain old brown on his back, made him very mad
The other hedgehogs laughed and called him dreary
This taunting and teasing did not make him cheery
He wondered why, why was he made this way?
He wondered and wondered, every single day.
Why this boring, old color, why brown, not blue.
Why make me like this, for I wish that I too
Had color so pretty, like they all do.
He strived to be as colorful as them.
He did not realize that it was he who was the gem.
Over the horizon, he looked with amazement
As rain clouds gathered and bounced off the pavement
As raindrops were falling, to his surprise
The colorful hedgehogs had tears in their eyes
Their color was dripping all over the ground
Exposing beneath that each one was brown
Their painted on masks had all washed away
Revealing brown hedgehogs with nothing to say
The scene became quiet, for they were ashamed
Their masks were all gone, the masks that they claimed
The colors painted on, were their identity
They had clung to these masks desperately
What would they do now?
Who would they be?
For they had always pretended, and they couldn’t see
That the masks that they wore had clouded their eyes
And they never admitted that through their disguise
They had hurt other hedgehogs with falsehoods and lies
They tried to be something when really they’re not
They were all just brown hedgehogs that had never been taught
That each one was special in their very own way
There was no mask needed, and I’m here to say
That you are unique and wonderfully made
So don’t strive to be anyone else but you because “Today you are you and that is truer than true.”
I wrote this poem for an english assignment and got really inspired. The whole poem is about taking off our masks. It is about being who we really are, not somebody else. In the end, I chose to end it with a famous quote from Dr. Seuss, “Today you are you and that is truer than true.” It basically ended the poem telling the reader to be themselves and not anybody else, because there is no one that can be you other than you. Hopefully this poem inspired you to really take a good look in the mirror and say “I am not going to be somebody’s idea of perfect, but I am going to just be myself.”
Copyright: Angela Neve