A Girl Named Blue

Once upon a time

The was a girl

A girl so sad they called her Blue

All she did was cry and cry

And cut and cut

Because when the red ran down her arm

Suddenly she wasn't so blue anymore

But soon the red was gone and she was still the same old Blue

And as soon as she felt bad again

She just cut and cut

Because she didn't like being blue

She wanted to be anything but blue

She wanted to be yellow like happy

Or green like calm

But she'll settle for red

Anything but Blue

But then someone found out about her color changing

Then it became white like silence

And everyone was shocked

Why would blue do such a thing?

'Do they really not see' she would scream

'Do they not see how much I hate being Blue'

No one could answer

Because they didn't know how to answer the blue girl

It wasn't until a new boy came to town that everything changed

He was blue just like the girl

And suddenly, to the girl, being Blue wasn't so unbearable

Because they could be Blue together

But that didn't mean the blue girl gave up

No every night she stayed up willing herself to stay red

Anything but Blue

One night she went to far

And the red spilled everywhere

Blue was happy she was finally red

But then the blue boy showed up

And when he saw her he started to cry little red tears

The blue girl just didn't understand

That every time she turned red she turned him too

Suddenly red wasn't such a pretty color

The blue boy made her better

Made the red go away

She was still Blue

But she had him and she decided

She would stay Blue forever

If it meant being by his side

And without her knowing

She became yellow like happy

Green like calm

Purple like content

Orange like excitement

And when all the colors came together

The once blue girl became pink

Pink like the love she felt for the also once blue boy

The boy who became pink with her

The blue girl was no longer the color of sad

But she kept her name

Because Blue

Wasn't just a color anymore

It is who she is

Even if she's pink now

She will always be a little blue

But that okay

Because that blue is part of her

The part that the once blue boy loves about her the most

The part that makes her Blue

A silly little poem story about depression and finding love. Hope someone likes it.