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Dream of Me In Black and White

You can only see me
in colors that you can handle
in colors that you choose yourself, 
colors that you put me in, 
and force me to wear,
every time you look at me with your piercing eyes.

And it makes no difference 
what I wear, 
how I paint my nails, 
what shoes I put on,
or what color I dye my hair.
All you see is

Black and White. 

Because that's all you choose to put me in.
No matter how vibrant
the colors I sport,
it's still

Black and White.

the easy-to-read, easy-to-control colors
that really aren't so easy at all.
I'm complicated.
And your

Black and White

is simple,
easy for you to see,
easy for you to understand,
easy for you to make me be.
easy for you to stuff me in your choice of clothing,
make me into your "perfect" girl,
your little Barbie doll.

you say that it's "your right"
and that you have "earned" it
with what?
certainly not respect.

you say that it's "fair"
for you to be 
this controlling,
this demanding, 
this emotionally abusive.
but when I say something about it,
you counter-act.

"If life is so fair, 
why do roses have thorns?"

you ask me
as you are mentally counting, measuring, calculating, and documenting 
everything wrong with me.
as you are mentally molding me,
shaping me,
and dressing me
into your favorite

Black and White.

it's easy to pretend 
that you're not looking at the girl next to me,
wishing that I were her,
when you put me in

Black and White.

You can take your habits
and selfish, demeaning ways,
and stuff some other girl
into your chosen

Black and White.

because no girl, it seems, is quite good enough for you, 
and your double standards,
and your controlling fingertips
that know just how to press in on a girl's heart, mind, and soul.
And yet, 
you manage to make every girl ask herself
if she's good enough for you.
But the real question still stands.

Are you 
good enough 
for any girl?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Date: 3/6/2016 9:59:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your poem Kristen....I sensed an angry tone, but don't be, people will always put u in a box that suits them, that makes them comfortable
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