Most of my life was purely about pleasing others

Everything I had ever wanted to was put off

Because others were always worse off

I have never done a thing in my life

Just for myself

My life was nonexistent

I am a blank canvas

Ready to paint on

Ready to start my life

Each stroke is a precious moment

Ready to be painted

A little red

To signify my bleeding heart

A little green

To show my growth as a person

A little blue

To show how I would part the sea for you

A little yellow

To show the sunshine in my life

This is my blank canvas

And I am ready to paint