It’s not that easy being green;
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves.
When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow or gold…
or something much more colorful like that.
It’s not easy being green.
It seems you blend in with so many other ord’nary things.
And people tend to pass you over ’cause you’re
not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water
or stars in the sky.
But green’s the color of Spring.
And green can be cool and friendly-like.
And green can be big like an ocean, or important like a mountain,
or tall like a tree.
When green is all there is to be
It could make you wonder why, but why wonder why?
Wonder, I am green and it’ll do fine, it’s beautiful!
And I think it’s what I want to be.
It is my favorite color. It always has been…I’m just not a pink or purple or flashy sparkles or even animal prints kind of a girl. I’m green…a green kind of girl. You know, just like the color of the leaves…of Spring. I can be cool and I try really hard to be friendly-like. But I can, and often do, blend in with so many other ordinary things. and not stand out like flashy sparkles or stars. It’s my nature…part of who I am…part of being green.
It hasn’t been easy the last few days being me…being green. Some people just don’t understand…which, I guess, has made it even harder for me. You just can’t imagine how badly I wanted to go and hide and blend in the last few days. But then again it would only remind me all the more that I am essentially green and it’s not easy being me. Finally today, while snuggled under my favorite blanket…green, of course… and contemplating what remains of a pedicure that I had done months ago…again green, I concluded that in spite of how hard it has been lately being me it is who I am…it is fine…I am beautiful and this is who I want to be…well, perhaps without the nasty-assed toes that desperately need a pedicure.