In a classroom where sport is more interesting than books.
Where the color violet is more loved than blue.
Just like everyone else, you have to choose.

Tired of my anger that can boil like steaming water in a kettle.
But what's great is my love that shows up as colorful as the rainbow in the sky after the rain wets the earth.

I am patient with your confused thoughts.
I am ready for your final decision.
If you choose me as your friend, then let's go out and burst bubbles, breathe in the new air.

Forget that you were ever alone.
Because my eyes still sees your smile.
My mind still dreams of beautiful things about you.
If I choose to fly for good tonight,
search for the seed in my heart and water it.
It is not important if it grows into a tree or not.
Whatever it is, care for it as you have cared for me.