she complained with creativity
-- and the canvas set before her.
she painted a life of fear and hate
-- and then the life she would prefer.

so now she's taking a chance
-- maybe something that's different?
painting with purple instead of with red
-- like painting with hope instead of torment.

covering up what no one else needs to know
-- like keeping it locked inside.
the picture no one else can see
-- she keeps it covered so it can hide.

she paints pictures of the loners
-- of the secrets they hold within.
their eyes and their posture
-- and where their hopes wear thin.
she paints pictures of the homeless
-- and the home they have therin.
where they sleep and where they eat
-- the ones who 'could have been'.
she paints the girl with short hair
-- the one who says she has 'thick skin'.
she paints her on the street at night
-- and in the rain so she can spin.
she paints the little boy across the street
-- and the bruises on his chin.

so now she's taking a chance
-- maybe something that's different?
painting with purple instead of with red
-- like painting with hope instead of torment.
 
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