Are you feeling uncomfortable?
Good, then we shall begin.
Do you see things as black and white?
Achromatically boring perceptions of how a life should be according to some!
Colour, there is no room for thee
For this person hath rigid ideologies of a life for them
Sucking the colour from the world like vampires of the rainbow
Happy primaries hath no place here
There will only be solemn jeers
As we mourn for the world that once was
Depression feeds depression feeds into oppression, suppression, repression, aggression
As we sit in a black ocean of tears and fears, with smears of grey now again, to feed the monotony
Light, the white glow is the only thing you crave here
In this ghastly lurid existence
Is there any wonder we crave death?
Crave a new breath!
As long as there’ll be no colour, the dead pan goths will be mellow
For despite their grim exterior they are really happy fellows
Who thrive in this achromatic paradise, though maybe less white and grey…
It is better for them this way than a life of chromatic chaos
Each to their own paradise
Let them live how they wish, be nice to the vampires of the rainbow
Let them blacken the rose and wear their dark robes and walk in droves un-accosted
Let your acceptance of others be unfrosted
Live and let live and thrive how you thrive
So peace can arrive
Or else peace will be afraid to inhabit here
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