The rainbow.

You have this urge to speak.
But you do not know what to say.
You have this urge to write.
But you are not sure, what you want to write about.
You have this urge to cry your heart out.
But you do not know what you are crying for.

All you know is that,
your heart, hurts.

You have every reason to be sad.
But instead,
today,
you choose to be a rainbow.