or a box of chocolates?
I, Kaitlyn, a glittery box with crisp edges
opened to reveal a collection.
Different flavors and appearances
to make up one.
Posted on Instagram to make even better,
to seem more appealing,
to please an audience but not itself.
What Instagram posts don't show
is what is inside the box.
Not what the chocolates seem,
but what they really contain
not just what the box advertises.
To the right
a dark chocolate square
filled wth love for rock and bands,
for heavy guitar and drums,
for a want to be different.
Below, a milk chocolate circle
stuffed with the sound of screaming fans,
applause shaking the roof,
the feeling of happiness surrounded by people who love the same thing,
the love of the music on stage.
To the left, a cracked square oozing strawberry jelly
showing it was once together but broken,
it was hurt by its surroundings,
it’s been through a struggle but didn’t completely crumble.
a white chocolate rectangle
made up of creativity and design,
the want to express creatively ideas in writing and art.
Next to it,
a milk chocolate caramel filled square
overflowing with hopes to succeed,
hopes to become what was always dreamed to become,
knowing what is wanted to be achieved,
failure when what is expected to be achieved
Lastly at the bottom,
a salted chocolate circle
filled with passion for art,
for TV shows obsessively,
for book series that never gets old,
for ideas that bring joy and happiness.
The box of chocolates,
the box that is shown to the world in a light
different than to what it really is.
A box that contains more than what meets the eye,
a box that can only be understood
if it's wanted to be understood
with nothing to hide;
with no filter.