colors

Grey
That’s what they are
The whisperers
The bulliers
The antagonizers
The snikerers
The stareres
They are grey
Because secretly
There jealous
Of our color
The rainbow that shrouds our
Souls
Blue green violet
Streak our silhouette
In a chorus of cascading hues
So yes, their:
Begrudging
Envious
Jealous
Because they just
Can’t be truthful
Because they just
Can’t be themselves
Because they…

Aren’t colorful