The day has finally come I will fulfill my destiny!
It’s a day like any other day. The sun rose and later it will set
I can see my target. It won’t know what hit it!
People pass by, just like any other day. They don’t pay any attention.
Its gleaming white surface will soon be marred. What grotesqueries will I inflict upon it
What’s this? Why did they stop? What’s in their hand? Why do they study me so?
At last! The first line, pink against white! Oh! It hurts!
What’s going on? What are they doing? Stop!
The pain, I can’t take it! I’m falling apart! This was supposed to be THE day!
I didn’t ask for this. What did I ever do to you?
Make it stop! I can’t last much longer!
Please, I was just painted, don’t ruin me. Don’t make me stand out.
Finally, it stopped. Not soon enough. I am spent. Was this my destiny?
Fine, you’ve done it. Marred my perfect surface with garish pink hearts. “Happy Valentine’s Day” indeed. Now go away!
Who knew that destiny was so painful? No one warned me. I wish I’d been born a crayon.
Chalk and Wall
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