Most Everyone

Outside I am yellow, bright like the sun.

I give light and nutrients to most everyone.

Inside can be bruises in deep shades of blue.

Anxiety and sadness often ensue.

The helping of others can breathe in new life;

To see outside colors makes me alive.

I may not hold wealth in a purple like sense;

But I find when I let down all my defense;

The redness of love can finally peak through;

And finally inclusion can ultimately ensue.

What makes me unique is my eyes in a sense.

They truly see others to the full extent.

Inside I am yellow, bright like the sun;

Due to other pigments of most everyone.