Orange Sneakers Poem by Star Dust

Orange sneakers,
Light up,
As I walk right through,
Through this bland crowd,
They may stare,
And never see why,
Why I like being different,
I smile and tip my rainbow hat,
So they may see that I’m friendly,
And like my bright way,
I’ll pull up my neon knee socks,
Green, pink and white,
With yellow ribbons falling,
Falling from my belt,
Flaming hair,
I strike the sky,
As I flip it with dignity,
Three pony tails in a row,
On each side of my head,
I’ll wear my white long sleeved shirt,
With one sleeve green and the other red,
I’ll let my glowing earrings,
And vivid eye-shadow turn heads,
With a large star painted across my face,
As I walk right through,
Through this bland crowd,
I’ll wave my fingers,
Painted blue and yellow,
Saying goodbye,
Then right as I turn,
Out of the corner of my eye,
I see some color,
Something flashes,
Another pair of orange sneakers.