Black and White Rainbow

Everything seems so black and white sometimes.
I don't see rainbows as I used to when I was a child.
Maybe a I was naive 'cos I was raised inside a crystal ball.
Now my reality is broken, I found myself in it.
As it was painful, it was also real.
I've seen colorful and dreadful rollercoasters.
Some give me light, some give me darkness.
I hold on to the latter, it's is less disappointing.
For I know that good is not finite just like Humankind.