I am a color, not the color
Usually called brown
However, never wore the crown
I question myself sometimes
Of why I am not prime?
Why made me when they don’t understand me?
Why made me when no value?
Why made me when no respect?
Why red, yellow, green, and blue?
Why compare me?
Why treat me differently?
Why don’t you accept me?
Why not a little attention?
Why made me?
And why not me?
……will they miss me? Should they?
I wish I could feel all these like human
But I don’t!
………still, I am HAPPY.
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