what is your colour? red, green, lilac, blue, yellow, mauve, pink, scarlet, orange, gold, violet, sapphire, azure, mustard, cerulean, blush, onyx, pewter...? what i mean here is not (possibly) your favourite one but the one that you can use to portray yourself, at least you would use it to draw the line for your soul.

i'm pretty into livid and sometimes periwinkle, anyway i guess none of them is my colour.

someone told me my colour was blue, but could i really be blue while the colourless ones have been stuck inside me?

yeah, i admit i'd been surrounded by many blue and grey things: blankets, pillows, pens, bags, clothes, socks, pills, luggage, brushes, books, flowers, and his shirts... (oh, i hasn't realized that much stuff before) nonetheless, i know (perhaps, or at least more than others) that i don't belong to any of them. i may go crazy with scarlet now but a few moments later i may fall in onyx or livid. i might be soaked in the ocean of colours but i would never be able to choose them for myself. you can pick your colour and draw the line but i cannot. i have no clue about my colour. doesn't matter how much i love or need them, they still seem nonsense to me and i turn back with my colourlessness.

lack of colour. neither blue, black nor grey.