Colors

Colors 

by Whitni Thomas, MK 

I grew up in a Yellow country

But my parents are Blue.

I'm Blue. 

Or at least, that is what they told me. 

But I play with the Yellows.

I went to school with the Yellows.

I spoke the Yellow language.

I even dressed and appeared to be Yellow.

Then I moved to the Blue land.

Now I go to school with the Blues.

I speak the Blue language.

I even dress and look Blue.

But deep down, inside me, something's Yellow.

I love the Blue country.

But my ways are tinted with Yellow.

When I am in the Blue land, 

I want to be Yellow.

When I am in the Yellow land,

I want to be Blue. 

Why can't I be both?

A place where I can be me.

A place where I can be green.

I just want to be green.