• I am not a giant necklace that catches everyone’s eye with sparkling jewels.
    I am the dull nail polish, painted on poorly, slowly chipping and pointed out only once in a while.

    I am not dance music, fast paced with a beat that will tangle your legs if you try to keep up.
    I am rock music, controlling emotions using the perfect words to capture the audience.

    I am not bright yellow, filling the world with joy and bringing smiles to peoples’ faces.
    I am gray, just another plain color mixing with others just to be forgotten.

    I am not a rose, given to significant others symbolizing their eternal love.
    I am a lily, littered on graves with others to mourn for the lost ones.

    I am not eyeliner, distinct and bold, outlining the perfect jewels, which you see with.
    I am base covering up the mistakes you don’t want others to notice.
    I am not a thunderstorm, loud and frightening, attracting as much attention as possible.
    I am fog, hiding myself from the truth, that I will never change.