at the end of your rainbow
they gave me black but I wanted white until I realized that everyone had white so I wanted gray that non conforming indecisive shade then I grew up and graduated to colors so I started at a primary red and then worked my ass off to blue but after yellow I discovered secondary colors so I bought out green was used by violet divorced orange stabbed pink in the back and then secretly had affairs with several at once until I grew tired of the chaotic craze and crawled back to black clutching onto it with every fiber of my being until one day I let go because I realized that pigments don't matter when you are dead.