Colorless Me

This is a story on how I fought my way back. When the world tried to beat it out of me, to get me off track. I am not talking about labels & boxes constructed by bees. But red, yellow, purple & sometimes even green. Zombies walking around with their skin frigid & cold. That's why we constantly hear the insults, which makes them so bold. Your heart & soul has always been the key. Let this be a lesson to a colorless me.