Living in parts

Green to dull grey
No! it's not my age
my leaves become a flower
it's a good change.
My lips I don't color
no airs no make up
a shade of sky I carry

confident and steady.
Looks and colors in vain

they tempt me
what is within

they know not any.
Within and without

a life is divided
one lives in parts

never a whole life!