The Gold

At times, things can be so wrong. The wrongest part comes when you just cant handle yourself through the roller coaster of life. The eyes blurred by sadness. Ears buzzed by emotion. Every seconds pass makes you even more tired and feel like give up.

Instead of being blue. And see everything in black or white. I choose to be the gold. Gold is an elegant color, even though in 'gloomy' circumstances it will still shine. A gold will always be the precious one among another metals, can never be rusted even time passes by.