White Shirt.

Once, when you were a little, you wore a white plain shirt.

Clean and pure.
Clear without any colorful beads or eye-catching accesories here and there.

You messed up with everything, made everything fun with it, and you learnt from it too.

Until one day, you've  grown up. You found that you are more interested with glamorous mini red dress and got your ears pierced.
You didn't remember it again where exactly the last you put your white shirt on.You go to the club with a stunning black dress, you go to the mall with crop-tee and pants.

You don't understand that 'white' is want to be good and wise for you.
White is quiet, because it knows that it will calm you down whenever you're upset.
It doesn't make any noise, because it knows that you need some spaces to think everything through.

But what do they get?

Once you found a better, funnier, and gleaming color on the other clothes;
you forgot your white shirt and you left it.