CAMELOT FANTASIES

Don't be surprised if I don't fit your criteria
The box you feel good about
Forcing me in
Looks different to me
The way I speak my mind disturbs you
You see white
I see ivory, fair
It's not the glare
You see black
I see dark, ink
Try not to blink
We may be of opposite spectrums
I'm open to your perceptions
Let's agree to disagree
Let colour bleed into the monochromatic
Yield the possibility of grey
Where we can stray
Hoping one day
Judgement to disappear
Go away

~Divine