The Colour Unique

I used to be the colour yellow,

The dark side of yellow:

Cowardice, egotistic and full of madness

One day I waken up

when I awoke

White became my colour

Well white is not really a colour

Actually it’s the absence of colour

I don’t want to gather anything

I want to participate

Was this intentional

Yes

What happened to the yellow

It became the sunshine full of optimism and energy

Was this intentional

Yes

What happened to awake

Too much pain and suffering

Then a door opened up, not one once

But hundreds of times

And the uniqueness and beauty of changing colour

Are others around me awakened too.