What's wrong with being orange?
I'm not yellow!
Old girl they call me
16 turning on 17
Guys I'm immature!
Youth come back!
I'm slipping away, innocence
Boys please be older!
Guatemalan
What's that they ask?
I'm the opposite of you I reply
What's wrong with being green?
I'm not blue!
Adopted yes I am!
Smart cookie yes I am!
Child prodigy is pushing it young friend
Clothes, boys, phones, girls have mercy on me!
Slow down, I'm still on square one
Different mind with different thoughts
I'm beautifully different all around
I'm not red, yellow, blue, purple
Just orange and green
That's me for you
I stick out like glue
Tried to dry out I swear....
Like everyone did
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Am I the child prodigy? ? ?