Blue Elephants

Kimberly Culpepper

The world is a messy place

It’s full of messy people who haven’t got a real clue what’s going on

We all like to pretend

We pretend to be happy

We pretend to enjoy each other

We pretend to love ourselves

As people

The only thing we really know how to do

Is paint the pictures we think others want to see

In being a mess we’ve turned ourselves into artists

Our pictures are predictable

With a preset color scheme

Compatible colors for a complementary lifestyle

But we need to stop layering the colors we think everyone wants to see

Paint the truth

Red oceans of degradation

Purple trees of dissatisfaction

Blue elephants of depression

The world isn’t picture perfect

It's messy

So paint a mess that’s real

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  • whisperingquill

    Do damn true. 👍🏼

  • Gary Edward Geraci

    The challenge is to reach deep inside oneself; silent periods of contemplation help. Here, even blue elephants shine rays of beauty.



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