INDIVIDUALITY
People in a big crowd
Red, orange, blue and some green
No one is exactly the same
we all radiate colors.
Made up of different things.
Values, opinions and different things we like,
we all are similar but not exactly alike
Everyone is quiet like a mouse or loud as a lion.
Saying what they want and doing what they like.
We are all made up of different shades of colors,
Unique in our own way.
Having free speech makes us different from the rest because we use our voice.
We all have a voice, using it for what we want.
Being your own person in this colorless world.
Changing it into something amazing.
One voice at a time.
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