The Last Color

It something everyone does
Don’t worry about it
One time won’t hurt
She’s unable to say no
They’re all so kind
So reassuring
With one last look at the group her hand goes to her mouth
She feels giddy
Happy
It’s the first time in a long time
She’s a free, caged bird
You see she was free
So free to fly and soar
But when the high wore off
That was a pain she wasn’t ready for
‘It’s not an addiction’ she says
As she presses her nose to the table
‘I can stop anytime I want’ she says
As the bottle is between her lips
‘I’m fine’ she says
As she scratches at the invisible bugs
Her favorite color was blue
But all she could see when she closed her eyes was orange
She no longer wanted to see it
She no longer wanted to be there
But they promised her that everyone does it
So she should be okay, right?

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