Your color dictates
how close you’ll get to me
On the bus
Your comfortable to sit in the back 
Away from me
If you sit in the front
Your face is afraid I’ll offend you
If you sit to close to me
Demons will plague you
No one taught you what to say
To me other than hello
You don’t ever share your secrets
You keep them silent
You won’t share nothing with me
Unless someone tells you so