The power of myself

I am a blank canvas,

Not just a coat of black or white, but of different shades,

Shades which are rather too complex to be confined.

Shades which are rather too Passionate, like a burning flame,

Careful.. Don't try to play with it, it'll burn you, so they might in turn try to burn me with it,

But I am just like the phoneix... I'll rise from the ashes.

You cannot stop me, you can try, but you won't succeed.

Because I never learned to give up,

Not on me and not on the hope that humanity will sustain.

I am a person of many colours, I may wear black for a while, but that does not define me,

I have colours so bright that it may blind you,

Maybe that's why you can't see how bright I shine, not just in the sun but also in the moonlight.

I'm made of opportunities, hope, kindness, love, strength, forgiveness, struggle and all the other things that some might not expect.

And yet if you threaten me, I'll fight back, like a warrior I'll choose the sharpest weapon to destroy your existence with.

I am a blank canvas with many different shades. Stay long enough and I'll show them to you.