Mixing colors

It is easy being breezy

It’s not easy being blue

It’s better when you’re yellow

It’s better when you’re you.

I have been painted shades in between

For more than enough lifetimes for me.

I want to change,

and that I’ll choose

For me a

better brighter hue

No longer blue, no longer lonely

Taking my own hand in matrimony

I marry myself

I mix my colors

For one plus one

Become another

So if I can balance in between

Not yellow, not blue

Somewhere in green.