In the world full of people in white
alone she stood as the exception in black.
She felt vulnerable, attacked and suppressed by the white coat she used .

Unable to bear she jumps into a pool of white paint
hoping she was never that black spot in the white board.

it didn't take much days to wake up to the realisation that she was already under the confinement of the white paint .

She was who she was and she missed it now
never should have changed her uniqueness which was her insecurity.

But wasn't it too late , she was already the ordinary white .
Even that black dot in the white board had it's own beauty cause no one would be her .Only she was who she was.