When I see the world its behind a cloud of fog

Hiding, shadows writhing in a shady haze

Maybe that's why, in these past few days

It feels like the real me is fading away

 

The fog condenses around

Surrounding myself, hiding myself

The world I hide within washed of color

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple

All cleaned away

Clearing away, according to them

My hidden world of sin

 

But me is me

Me is all I ever wanted to be

Let me breathe

Set me free

The colors are what represent me

 

Red

For all the times I've bled

Bleeding for the truth

Truth laughed off as a phase

 

Orange

The color of the shirt

So many boys have worn

Saying to this face

"You just haven't had the right man"

 

Yellow

The sunshine, shining beyond the windowsill

As, hidden in the sadows,

I watch the world speed past

Too afraid to pass the walls for fear of judgement

 

Green

For the favorite color, color of my favorite shorts

That match up with my favorite black shirt

Where grown men have spoken shouting

"Stop dressing like a man, go put on a skirt"

 

Blue

The tears of sadness, cliche I know,

For all the tears I shed for her

But she, she wasn't who she presented

She was hiding, faking, faking, hiding for her boyfriend

 

Purple

My father's favorite color

The one who I never see anymore

The one who actually sees me as a human

Humanly figuring out life

Though he knows not for sure the true level of my strife

 

Let's not forget the others

White, grey and black

Blacks in my heart right now

Its been hard to find the way back

 

White

For the backs of my mother's eyes

When I come home two minutes late

Its no matter

Brother dear left at eight this morning

Didn't come back 'til twelve hours later

 

Black

For the emotions hidden so deep

Its frightening to release them

Once they're out I fear

They can never be recovered

 

Grey

For the cover of fog

As it slowly blankets around me

Wash the colors away

Kind of feels like drowning.