GREY

I always like colours that are not flashy,

My favourites are: 

Grey, Black, beige, and brown. 

Sometimes I like lavender. 

I turned 25 in February.

I Was not ready to endure the 

Darkness behind the February. 

I started hating grey. 

Grey walked into my life in the form of disaster. 

The disaster that will never end until my death. 

I asked my mother— 

Why must I suffer? 

Why must I be the witness to this grey disaster? 

Who will ever like me? 

Everyone thinks— 

I am old. 

I am not…maa. 

I am not…

I am not…maa? 

I am not ready for this new journey

The one 

That has locked me in the room of grey.

Closed. Dark. 

No space to breathe. 

No space to be free.