Odd.
small colorful cubes. cubes with bright colors and cubes of different sizes. you can arrange them to make a perfect surface. the parts fit together. and then there is one piece left on the side. your fingers hold it over that perfect surface you made. only to realize there is no place left for this small yellow cube. the cubes are close together. the colors blue, green, and orange, you wonder if the yellow cube will fit in with the orange since the orange cubes are so similar, but it doesn't. simply because it's not orange. so the small yellow cube lies alone on the side again. that is the way it goes. that is applied even in the court you are sitting in. a big court filled with people your age or close to it. girls that look like they can be your best friends because you know they are like you in so many ways, but they won't let you join their group because you're a bit different. they are all range. you are one yellow. the only yellow. knowing them since childhood doesn't matter. as they grew they shifted colors, like chameleons. your best friend was once purple- a very rare color. a proud color. then she turned to blue and joined that group. she left you because she wanted to belong. you do too. to fit in with people that like who they are, since you seem to be the only one. you spend all your time away from the city. sitting in a field of sunflowers, with them you fit right in. --- ----- ------- -------- ---------- A.N: feeling like a yellow cube? speak out.