Shapes

We are shaped,
By society,
By family,
By friends,
By their own mind.

We blunder through life,
Blind to the colors,
Of our own shapes.
The colors of emotion.

Look, Look,
Oh please,
We see the color of others shapes,
But about our own?

Blues of tears.
Red of anger.
Pinks and purples for passion.
Yellow for joy.
Green of luck.

We shape the people who shape us.
So show your colors.
Show what you make.