Yellow flower

The yellow flower

You walk into the room

All you see is blue

The room makes you feel sad, depressed even

You walk through the room looking at the blue painted walls

You look around and a soft blue light fills the room making you even sadder yet you continue to explore

You see a table, a blue table like the rest of the room

On that table lies a blue glass dish, a blue vase rests upon that glass dish

The vase is filled with water that gives you the illusion of it being, yet again, blue

You want out, you desperately want to see the colors of the world once more

You turn to leave but then something catches your eye

You look at the vase and see a single yellow flower

Bright, delicate, and wonderful

You wonder how you missed it before

You get lost in it's beauty

It's soft, fragile looking petals

It's soft color and it almost feels that it's pulling you in

You start to think

You remember how small and insignificant flowers once were to you

Then you think about your life

How you feel that your just blending into the background

Then it hits you

That little flower has inspired you

You tell yourself that no matter how small and insignificant that flower may be to other people it inspired you to lead a new perspective in life

Not to blend in

Not to just follow what's around you

To be your own person

To be unique

To be different

All of this by just not being blue

By not blending in with all the other objects surrounding it

But by showing the true colors it was born with