Paint on a canvas.

Mad at me

Mad at my existence

Mad at my feelings

Mad at my bronze heart

You said I had freedom

You said I was one of you

You said I could share everything

You said I can be myself

Threaten me

Get angry at me

Spit on my face

Curse at me

You are free as I am

You are alive as I am 

You are a temporary as I am

You are unique as I am

For once…

Let me exist

Let me be

Let me argue with you

Let me breath the same air with you

Haven’t you understood yet what we are?

Haven’t you understood yet the love between us?

Haven’t you understood yet the connection?

Haven’t you understood yet we are just different colors of the same painting?

-The end-

Thank you for reading my poem.

Most of my poems are ideas born from inspirational musicians. When I write I get inspired by their music and lyrics. You can listen the sound of this poem below:

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