The colour grey a mix of black and white confused and unseen it's there but it's not , fading into the background you hear it but you don't. You see it and yet refuse to acknowledge its presence it breathes and it suffocates , it's a ticking time bomb waiting to go off its beautiful and unreal it's shady but colourful it's wonderful and it's magical its powerless and powerful. You see it and now you don't ,it's easy to blend in to go unnoticed, everyone wants colourful where do I go where do I fit in do I just mould into the background or do I stand out and shine gold would I still be just grey or would I have changed grown brighter bloomed into an ever shining ever growing silver do I want to stand out or do I want to belong the questions flit through I start drowning in doubts and insecurities am I good enough or am I sane enough will the bruises ever fade the cuts will they scar the red tinging the never changing grey sitting alone choosing to try and belong only to be outcasted because we are not the same we don't mix we could never mix never ending voices screaming failure screw up crazy fool dizzying till your numb you can't feel because all this negative hasn't made positive who says two negatives makes a positive where's the positive is feeling nothing positive maybe maybe not it could be because I'm not hurting anymore ,the pain has ceased to exist and in the others eyes so have I , I am a void a deep dark black whole filled with nothing but broken pieces extracted from wholesome features is there nothing that could fix that could save me nothing that could rebuild me dig deep and find something worth scavenging am I just scabs ugly and unwanted ripped away only to be reborn slightly more disfigured than the last am I crazy to think I could belong and that I don't have to be just grey not that I could be something more and bring something more show my other colours show that I could be just as colourful as the rest is that so unachievable or unattainable that it must be so out of my reach why why why all of it is unanswered just like my prayers and my wishes forever going unnoticed soon to be forgotten and Unknown in this big colourful world something that I thought I could be a part of because doesn't everyone start off a little bit grey but it doesn't mean your any less bright or charismatic it doesn't change anything does it why can't I be given a chance too am I that disgusting that they'd rather ignore than understand rather step on than step back an analyse evaluate understand and not judge onsite aren't the blue and the red stains enough haven't they tainted me enough or must I be rainbow for them to see that they have broken my very foundation crushed beyond repair but yet I stand tall and still refuse to be told you are unfixable unchangeable not possible because I'm not giving up.
