Colourblind

I like it simple
In approach, and reproach
In truth, i.e., if truth be told
I am just a duckling, singing
Within an egg of eternal half-life.

Someday, though the egg will hatch
And light will break-in through my prism;
You may choose a colour for yourself,
I, colourblind, will always choose white.
But if you happen to find a colour on me,
Remember, the egg's hatched; I will flee.