She was not made,

To be a subtle pastel.

 

No,

She was made to be vibrant and bold,

With colors like fuschia,

And tangerine.

 

She caught your attention boy,

And she held it,

But though you noticed her,

When she was bright,

You wanted her to be dim.

 

You wanted her not to be enthusiastic,

About things she loved.

 

You wanted her,

Not to laugh so loudly,

And love so much.

 

You wanted her to be a pale pastel,

Even though it was her vibrant colors,

That drew you to her,

In the first place.

 

Don’t be a hypocrite,

And want her to change,

Just because you were attracted to her colors,

But didn’t like,

Her personality.