We Are The Factionless

You beat our abused bodies, dressed in black. We stand there and take it. You experiment on us, dressed in blue. We scream for you to stop. You damage us with your harsh tongue, dressed in black and white. We cry ourselves to sleep. You ignore us in the act of forgetting yourself, dressed in grey. We stand aside. You keep your distance, dressed in red. So do we. We are Factionless.