Spoiler
This poem I got inspired to do while reading Looking for Alibrandi
Please don't bother correcting punctuation
The world around me changes
People with dreams to aspire
Their true colours burning bright,
For the whole world to see.
The sky, rich blue,
filled with singing birds.
But why am I black and white?
Nothing matters,
I try hard to make it into something,
It's still nothing
In the end
I'm still alone
In the end
I am the black and white rose.
