The Color Gray
I am like the color gray.
I haven't always been in style.
But pairing me with vibrant colors
Has been around a little while.
When I am added to another,
They sometimes call it modern chic.
But when I’m near their color,
My gloom begins to wreak.
They put me with white,
But only note how dark I am.
They put me with black,
Then I feel like I'm stuck in a traffic jam.
They pair me with greens, pinks, and blues,
And it’s like they can’t see me.
I may be docile in their world,
But I only want to be free.
Who would want gray all by itself?
Alone I can't make anyone smile.
My bland essence will bring you down.
My appearance is not one that beguiles.
There is one color that I rather like
A partner that brings out my best side
You make me feel so bright
And help me forget the tears I’ve cried
You are the soft yellow sun
You radiate a sense of glee.
Though you fit into any color scheme
You chose to fit with me.
You are surrounded by a golden hue.
You help me to keep my head raised high.
But it's easy to force myself up,
When everything is fixed with one look into your eyes.
I know that I may be just a trend,
And gray won't always be in style.
But you chose to fit with me,
And I would like it if you stayed a while.
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