I am a Dull gray
Drifting amongst
a sea
of vivid primaries
Always plan d or e

I yearn to be
accepted
Like My opinion
matters
When I have a
revelation
to have a partner to
confirm it

When you have
Not a person
To freely converse with
Life seems mundane
Just standing in vain
With a load of pain
The yearning coursing through you  veins

Yet it seems
Out of reach
To again live
The life I once thrived in

I walk through the hallway
every day
No way to erase the problems
Of yesterday