Me? I'm always a red, sometimes a maroon but mostly a crimson.
Will I ever be blended in a perfect color combination? I've been asking the same question over and over again. From a blank canvas to a rollercoaster-ish tuscany sunshine, back to being pure white and off to the silver side of the moon, there will always be just one brush from the same palette.
Until I am just a starless night, in the darkest corner of the forgotten room. I stayed there, waiting. Hoping that someday I could ever to be revived, cleared from the aftermath of a bad splash of paint, wash it off my skin.
Just so you know, I'm always fascinated by your rainbow.