A boy once asked me

If this is dangerous,
What do you consider dancing?

A Lady With Orange Hair

One time
A lady
Asked me
"Why do you do
The things you do?"

And I didn't really
Know how to answer.

"Uhh" was the beginning
Of a huge
Lie

"I guess it's fun.
It helps?"

I was trying to convince myself
More than I was
Trying to convince her.

And she said something
That people have said to me
Before

And I never believed them
And I'm not sure
If I'll ever believe another person
It's something
That's hard to accept.

"But why?
You're beautiful.
You're a
Very
Handsome
Young
Man"

And for some reason
I believed her.

She was larger than normal
But I wouldn't say fat

She had dyed her hair
Orange.

It was extremely unnatural
But I kind of liked it

Along with her fake colored hair
Came
Fake
Green eyes.

Contacts.
Colored contacts.

How was I suppose to believe someone
Who
Obviously
Didn't feel the same
About themselves.

I didn't question her
All I said was
"Thanks"
And our conversation
Sort of

Died

After that.

She went on to ask more questions
And tell me about her life.

She said when she was younger
She used to ride
On the top of cars
When they were speeding down the highway

And asked,

"Do you ever do that?"

I wanted to lie again
I wanted to say,

"All the time.
I love it.
I can't wait to do it again
Once this boring ass
Conversation
Ends"

But I didn't...

I think she was sort of
Embarrassed after that.

She felt like she shared
A huge
Secret
With me

Something she hadn't talked about
In quite some time

"Oh...

Well...

Maybe that was something
That my generation
Was into."

Her generation?

How old was she?
I never really looked at her face
Her hair
and eyes,

Her
Fake
Hair
And
Fake
Eyes

Were too distracting
It was a cover up
She was definitely
Hiding
From something.

Her generation.
What did that even mean?

Could she be that different from me?
Just because she grew up
A couple decades
Before me?

Although I know
I'll never see her again

And although our conversation
Was short
And a little
Uncomfortable at times
She changed me

She changed something in me
That I can't really
Put a finger on

She was the first person
Who told me I was
Good looking

And
For
The
Very
First
Time

I
Kind of
Sort of
Just a little bit

Believed her

--JMOA

The reason I love Barack Obama.,,

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