The toughts i placed in a bottle

My unspoken colors

- Everyone says im so colorful, I never understood why . . . Ive always seen myself more of a monotone, never really changing nor moving . . . every breath and every sigh grey never yellow . . . if im so colorful why can't i be yellow? its always bright and light not really like my mind . . . Ive always seen myself as grey, black and red . . . sometimes purple . . . i guess Ive always wanted to be colorful, like yellow, green, blue, pink and yet my canvas is always grey, black and red . . . and the slightest bit of purple . . . Im told that my bright colors explode when i enter a room  . . . making everyone's grey fade and yellow emerge . . . how my purple laughter made everyone's bright and orange laughter burst . . . It felt good being in purple even for a little bit and Im ok always going back to grey, black and red . . . sometimes that bit of purple, because at the end of the day  . . . I am grey  . . .  i am black and i am red . . . and I SCREAM purple . . . im glad othes call me colorful but i am happy ith my unspoken colors.