Afraid to show our true colors
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A grey world it is, twas many standards.
The window of us, obligations glazed over.
Faster the grey spills, silence follows.
Here lies whispers, a voice hollow.
Suddenly a chime, is it a sign?
We are all unique
Yet, doesnt that make us the same?
We all wear a mask
To blend in with the rest
Showing false colors
Lying to disguise
A performance of facades
But, isnt that just human nature