Palette Lacking Color

Everyone has substance
A picture painted in
I am one of the few
Who's picture is a sin

No colors do I experience
Due to this blank venom
A palette without color
Is what I have become

All colors have vanished
For my picture is empty
Creating an ashen world
This portrait of me

My future is not set
That has me terrified
For I have not yet found myself
No longer can I pull the wool over my eyes

Others have found it
Their centrum; their soul
Yet mine is still yet to be found
Making my future null

The colors of my future
Are locked tight in my heart
And though I wish to see
The colors have yet to part

The key is hidden
Due to my fear
Yet no longer can I hide
The future is always near

The lock will be broken
For no longer can I stall
I will stand up to my fate
Or else witness my downfall

The lock is broken
Releasing myriad of color
Starting to paint my picture
Together, we concur

I have not yet found the colors
That do make up me
Yet my fate is not blanched
For color I now see