Grey

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I feel grey. Not black, nor white, just grey.

I don't know any other colour. Red, yellow, green; none have any meaning to me.

I go to school to meet sneers and jeers. I go home to meet an empty room.

I'm numb. I feel nothing. Absolutely nothing. It's all just a routine, and I have gotten used to it.

I see the lines on my arms, some new, some old. I see the crimson liquid slowly flowing down them, but still — nothing. No feelings. Just grey.

I just want to feel something. Is that too much to ask for?

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