Grey
All I know is the colour grey, it's dull and bleak, and yet I would love to take a peak, just to see what hides beyond its rough exterior. No one cares for the colour grey, "it's such a boring colour" they say, but they've never taken a moment to look beyond its walls, to see the beauty which hides behind its doors. Some overuse the colour grey, they don't care for it but it gets the job done, the colour grey will give you what you want, it will paint your walls or even your floors, but all they see are its flaws All I am is the colour grey, I put up barriers to keep myself hidden from illness and decay, I'll do anything for you, though you won't give anything back, not that I expect that, but I would love for someone to reach in beyond those walls, and to love me and all my flaws.
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