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So many colors
In this beautiful world
Fading
Into nothing
We are hopeless
I am orange
Never appreciated
Always second to the red
Trying to get to the top
It's impossible

An outsider
Unlike all the others
Not one rhyme
I am different

Trying to fit in
Always sticking out
Too bold
Everyone is staring

I want to hide
Escape society
Forget all the pressure
It's pointless

It is what it is
Nothing will ever change

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