Draw a box around me or a circle if you like.
Paint what colors you think that best fits me in the box.
Then write words inside or out of the box that describes me.
Lastly, in red letters write on me what you hate the most about me.
Is the box me? Or is the colors you painted me?
Can you adequately describe with me words? or does the words you use just paint a bigger box?
When hate me, do know who I really am?
Do know fullness of my character? Or does the red letters hide all my goodness?
There is only one attribute you can use describe me.
Words can never truly explain it.
There no boundaries that it can be put in or color that can hold all its beauty.
Its love.