The world told me to cry,
but i still smiled.
The world told me to die,
but I am still alive.
The world told me stay quiet,
but I still fight.
But sometimes the world is right,
that's why I lied.

I gave to you the color blue
I drew it from the sky
I picked the flowers of the field;
red roses, yellow daffodils.
I made a lovely palette
with the brightest color-swirl,
And painted you a picture
with the colors of the world.
For me, you took a rainy day,
you handed me the darkest grey,
but told me it was green