I was conceived in a worldThat favored the kind of peopleThat I refused to become Suffocated in shades of pale greyThey spread their virusOn our buildings to dull their shine I was planted in a town that hatedSomeone who had colorsOther than pale green in their soul The people pointed at my colorsAnd made me hide them under a grey shellAnd told me to dilute my glow I was raised in a land That suppressed individuality And praised the comfort of normality But I refused to be taught to use a pencilTo color within the linesI will use a paint brush in every momentI will color a rainbow on the city