Suppressed in Grey
I was conceived in a world
That favored the kind of people
That I refused to become
Suffocated in shades of pale grey
They spread their virus
On our buildings to dull their shine
I was planted in a town that hated
Someone who had colors
Other than pale green in their soul
The people pointed at my colors
And made me hide them under a grey shell
And told me to dilute my glow
I was raised in a land
That suppressed individuality
And praised the comfort of normality
But I refused to be taught to use a pencil
To color within the lines
I will use a paint brush in every moment
I will color a rainbow on the city
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