Perks of Being a Wallflower green

it’s the type of green you painted your bedroom walls with

at 7 and never changed since,

despite all the comments your sisters made. The original reason for

this specific shade

is lost in your mind as you agree

with them now, decades later,

as you sit on your childhood bed

staring at the chipped walls.

you could almost hear

your parents talking about you

from the other room as you think back

on all the other nights you spent

staring at that very wall; not understanding

why life was so hard.

but you understand now.

the paint you chose as a kid isn’t ‘booger’ green;

it’s the type of green children use

to draw grass. Bright and happy

in a summer breeze, photosynthesizing

with the lines beaming from the corner of the page

as stick figures hold hands.