The color grey.
It’s not seen as pretty or beautiful or anything else such as that. Mostly, grey is seen as a “blah” color, hidden by the more colorful attributes of pink, gold, and silver, as well as the soft tone of violet. Grey is the outlier, even black fitting into the palette of dark and brooding colors. It is the color the world tries to hide and shelter themselves from, even though, if one were to start to look hard enough, grey is the most prominent color. Not to be seen like normal colors, but to be seen and felt.
When I was younger, I grew up on superheroes and aspired to be one myself. To be someone like Batman, Superman, Captain America, or Spiderman, seemed to be an amazing dream come true. My brother, on the other hand, focused more on the darker characters; the villains; villains such as the Joker, Loki, the Riddler, and Sinestro were some of the more interesting and prominent villains my brother idolized. My brother and I would fight between which side was better: the heroes or the villains. It was not until much later that I was introduced to the rebels and anti-heroes: Red Hood, Red Arrow, and the Red Lantern, Atrocitus. A lot of reds. Something about these characters confused me but they also excited me. They accomplished the same things as the heroes; and yet, they had the fighting style of the villains. These characters (despite the fact that most of them have Red in their names), are what I know as, the grey area.
The grey area is not bad. It’s not good either. It’s just “grey”. Most people think in terms of everything being“Black and White” but in my own opinion, that is definitely not true. If someone starts at black and then goes to white, the median is grey; just like how in between heroes and villains there are anti-heroes. The grey area is where everyone falls in today’s society. Every person has their good traits and their bad counterparts. No one is completely bad or completely good either.
The problem is that everyone thinks that colors are perfect. Colors like yellow, blue, green, orange, purple, pink, etc. are thought to be popular colors. And these popular colors are always getting the most attention, just like how the popular people are getting the most attention as well. The sad part is that this, the stereotyping of everyone, is damaging because people forget that they are indeed people, not colors and not labels. People take and use parts of other’s personalities, what they look like, or anything else that they can and use it against them. The color yellow must always be happy just like how the Plastics must be the Mean Girls. The girl who reads during lunch must be the loner and the boy who hangs out with the girls must be feminine. People stereotype and the fact that they do so, is incredibly sad.
These “pretty” and “beautiful” colors are actually the stereotypes that most people try to avoid and the rest, well, they are the ones creating these stereotypes. To these people I would like to give a message: Thank you! Thank you for giving most people a goal. A goal to prove that everyone else was wrong about them. That they are not the loner or the feminine boy or the Plastics or the jock. That they are not a color but they are themselves. That they are indeed people who are not “Black and White” but instead, they are the grey area. That they are not perfect, that everyone has different personalities and traits. Just because they are not good at one thing, they definitely are better at something else.
I’m not aggressive. At all. Or rather, I am more passive aggressive than physically aggressive, but when people see me, with my height, I automatically give off the impression of being aggressive and playing a sport like football or basketball. That is not me. I am not a football or basketball player. I am a yell leader, a volleyball player, a shot put thrower, a bookworm, a brother to an art student and a sibling to a second grade teacher’s aid. I am a descendant of a judge who adopted two native american girls and I have a part of unknown past that is definitely questionable. I go to sleep and wake up maybe four times per night because I face insomnia and nightmares are a plague. I have a strange ability to stay warm even in 32 degree weather. I am me, everything else only being apart of my character. No one else. Not a loner, not a feminine boy, not a Plastic. I am not a carbon copy of my brother, sister, mother, or father. I. Am. Me. My own person.
You, the person reading this, are not a stereotype or a color. You are you. No one else. Not a carbon copy of someone else. It’s okay if you do do this though. For now at least. You may have a reason to be doing what you’re doing. You may choose to hide behind the bright yellow, the bittersweet pink, the brooding black, the angry red, the cheery aqua, or anything else like that. But you can’t live like that. Hiding behind another persona.
As humans, people are not perfect and often do not tell the truth for fear of being cast out, so instead, people throw on other colors as easy as clothes, and hide behind yellow, red, purple, orange, blue, green, etc. just to make sure that their reputation is kept safe. In a way, grey is like the truth and only the hurt know it. “I think the saddest people try the hardest to make people happy because they know what it's like to feel absolutely worthless and they don't want anyone else to feel like that.” -Robin Williams.
I believe in the color grey because when happiness is hard to find, the truth seems to find a way to sneak up on you.
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