AnyaVladimir

The Black Wolves are disgusted The White all act unsure Even the Brown ones in the east just see me as impure I didn't choose my color I'm sorry for being rare I have no hate for anyone And I don't mean to scare Why do the others that I meet hold me in such contempt? I'd heard all wolves are brothers Why should I be exempt? My journey to find acceptance has taken me far and wide All elements tried to kill me Leaving scars upon my hide The Ravens understand me but won't call themselves my friends They fly alongside as I run Our solitude never ends If someone out there were to look upon me, no dismay. May that day, my jou