What color am I?

This is something my English teacher wanted me to write

What color do I think I am? That is a very good question. One I could spend a very long time answering or a very short time answering. There are many ways to answer such a question. It could be poetic, could be rough and blunt. I could answer it several different ways so I will try and answer this in my poetic writing style.

Colors. Often overlooked. But when you truly and I mean truly dissect the meaning of colors you discover very interesting things. My color is obvious to other people. But they don’t know my true color. Only I know my true color. Because my color is me. It is who I am. it is my essence. My soul. My being and everything I stand for and represent.

My color surprisingly enough is gray. You see grey to me is an in between color. Not quite light and not quite dark. And that is what I am. With roots in the dark. In the blackness you could say whilst living in the light which is characterized by the color white which is the color of purity and goodness. Now I am obviously not white light good boy purity guy. But then again I’m not the doom and gloom, trouble making, authority defiant rebel that others think I am. I can be. I can be very easily both white or black, light or dark.

Grey to me is a balance. White and black melded in a form combining the greater parts of both colors. Believe it or not there is good behind the dark. There is creativity and an unmistakeable sense of originality there. There is mystery. There is an aura of power. There is mystique. But there are also demons hidden waiting to be unleashed.

Now how you may ask can you be both white and black? Light and dark? Good and evil? Pure and impure? Holy and unholy? Sacred and defiled? Well that is very simple. I am an enigma. No.. I am THE Enigma. I walk in both worlds. I dwell in both realms. 

Have you ever heard of the mythical land known as Limbo? The void? The in between? The Great Divide? The Middle ground? Well that is where I live. That is where I walk. That is where I come from. That is who I am. I am Limbo. I am unique. I am misunderstood. I am The Enigma.