• I live in a world
    of black and white
    because colors aren't right.

    I am a painter,
    who sees rainbows.
    I cover them up
    before the world knows.

    Do I live in depression?
    or contolled by supression?
    There's no difference,
    it's all the same,
    in a black and white frame.

    I live in a world
    where everyone talks
    but I use colorful chalks.

    I have red hair
    and blue eyes
    I live alone
    to avoid telling lies.

    The reason I live here
    to supress their fear.
    I'm not afraid of them,
    They're afraid of me,
    Colors should be free.

    Didn't you think I was beuatiful?
    Why did you make me hide?
    I thought you weren't the
    black and white kind.

    I live in black and white,
    and dream of a colorful life.
    Are you here to supress me too?