Why white?

I look around me
All of my family
As if they were
Fresh white paint
On a wall
I am a black smudge
On that wall
I am different
From them all
I look at my friends
Basically all of them
Are white paint to
I found a couple other
Smudges to accept
As friends
I found love with
Another black smudge
I don't wish for white
It is to boring
To bland
To normal
I want a rainbow
I want
Blue
Red
Purple
Green
Yellow
Orange
I want every other color
Besides white
I have been told
I must grow up
A certain way
As if
They are forcing
White out over me
I am a smudge
I will never be white
I am different
I am unique
I don't fit what they want
Nor do I wish to
If being a smudge
Is wrong
Then
I'd rather not be right
I was born
To stand out
Which is ok
With me

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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