There's a theory that no one sees a color the exact same as someone else sees it. Your red might be my blue, just as my orange may be your purple. Maybe people are the same way. No one sees another person the same as other people do. To yourself you might be a broken needle found in an alley garbage can, and to someone else you might be the night sky. Some people won't like your color, and that's okay. And some might only want a couch in your color, and that's okay too. But to someone you might be the color of sunsets. One day you'll find someone that thinks you're a sunset, it might not happen today, or tomorrow, but one day. And until then, be your own sunset. It might not always be easy, but be happy, create your own happiness.