How I feel (A cry for help)

I am colorblind Constantly told how colorful the world is How am I supposed to see? When I can't even see my reflection in the mirror They say the future is bright Why does mine look blank? I'm at a point where I'm shouting What I once was afraid to even whisper I don't need therapy I don't even need medication It would help to stop yelling at me All I need is support I'm currently unstable I need genuine people to stabilize me People don't care They'll start caring when I'm gone I know they can't relate But they must at least have remorse I'm hurting, I really am They only hurt me further They don't cover my wound They open it even more They didn't come to wipe my tears They came to tear me up