Power Alchemy: The rainbow that holds colors

The people that surround me

Unconsciously try to cage my existence

As if their world was the only one

But through the path of candles,

I feel what it feels to finally find someone

That doesn't pry into my life like peeling the skin off a dead fish

In fact,

They are the mirror

That shows me what it looks like to be the rainbow,

The rainbow that holds colors,

And acknowledges that every color is an aspect of itself