In the pot of fifty roses

In the pot of fifty red roses,
The only white rose you saw,
Was me.
In a group of brown eyed people,
The only grey eyed you saw,
Was me.
 When all the people were going in one direction,
The one you saw going opposite to them,
Was me.
While everyone was watching movies,
The one you saw with a book,
Was me.
When everyone was afraid of getting wet,
You saw someone standing in the rain,
It was me.