Paint Us

I need you to set me free
let me ride the waves,
learn how to be you and me,
and paint us in different shades.

Bleed the colors on the paper;
Draw out the words endlessly;
Glue the perfect images together;
Find the missing pieces effortlessly.

Never mind the fading scars
because they just add character
to who we become, who we are:
hearts with a few fractures.

That’s why we’re beautiful
and fill our lives with love
because we once felt awful
but figured out how to rise above.