At first he was in denial
Feeling like a pest on trial.
All his colors begged he stayed
But his mind was too afraid.
Feeling trapped and very sad
He accepted. Packed his bag.
Grabbed a paper and a pen,
Wrote to Rachel, his girlfriend.
Then he rushed to catch his boat
With a sadness in his throat
He missed Rachel, it was clear
Other feelings then appeared
“How will others judge me home?
Structure’s gone and I’m alone.
All my tummy’s full of colors
I most hide this sight from others. “