true colors

short haiku structured poem.

my true colors are
darker than reality
so why do you stay

you haven't seen both
sides; one moment i'm fine and
the next i'm bullied

by me to my own
demise. what the hell is wrong
with my mind. don't know;

if you still like me
or talk to me or laugh with
me or think of me

just please, please, please go
you're colorblind. leave and you'll
find someone better.

-nicole