WHY DO YOU GIVE ME VIBRANT COLORS AND EXPECT ME TO BLEND? (2025)

Always the odd

Never the even

Thrown in the mud

Twenty- four seven

Why do I always have be on the hate's receiving end

Why do you give me vibrant colors and expect me to blend

I will not adjust anymore, I will not backward bend

I will stay true to my core, I will no longer pretend 

Beat me down

I will be rising from the ground

Banish me from town

I will leave without a sound

Why do I always have to be on indifference's receiving end

Why do you give me striking colors and expect me to blend

I will not adjust no more, I will not backward bend

I will stay true to who I am, I will never ever pretend