My heart is of the colour Blue.
But as I look in the mirror my clothes, my skin, my hair is of the colour Yellow.
No matter what I do,
No matter how much dye I buy
And splash it on my hair, skin, and clothes
I’m still Yellow.
I want to be Blue. Ever since I was a kind I wanted to be Blue.
But the Blue never accepted me.
And the Yellow tolerates me.