Starting Over, Growing Up

I was sick of the pink,
It was on every wall,
And every accent color
Was more pink.

I wanted white
A clean slate
The color of a new life
A new beginning

I asked you to help
We wore old jeans
Ripped band shirts
Nothing we minded ruining.

Me, being cautious,
I let you go on the ladder
And rip down the lights
A pink chandelier

We stripped the walls
And brushed over them
Using a massive paint roller
We turned the walls white.

I threw out the pink bedspread,
Tore up the pink carpet,
Ripped down the pink blinds
And pink valences.

Three weeks later
We sat back to back
In my new room
All white.

This was a beginning
The start of a colorful life
One lived in the bleakness
Of the every-day world