This is a celebration. Come!

Let me tell you what is on my mind.
It’s time.
Time to finally express happiness.
Blue is long gone.
It was a shade of sadness and quitting.
And I ain’t even close to that.
I am not colour blind.
I see orange – the colour of optimism.
I sense there is green – meaning growth.
Blue suddenly means that long wanted peace.
I am not dumb enough to drown in this.
To let it consume me.
I have found my ability to swim a long time ago.
It’s time to start kicking now.

If you think I send out signs.
My only favourite sign is Stop.
So, thank you.
But not really.
You missed your chance.
Messing with me has ended.
Unlike you, I can be on my own just fine.
Can’t you really stand your presence that much?
I can’t help you with that.
I won’t be chained like this.

Well, I am sorry.
Sort of.
But I deserve better.
To all the boys I’ve liked.
This is the celebration of me.
Because you have no idea how great it feels.
To not give a fuck and
not needing men to make me feel content.