Colouring Your LifeThe way of life
Sometimes does not fixed like the swipe
Not so like an expectations
The one engraved earlier
When expecting a rainbow
But the fog was dark
Covering the sight of the heart
Emptiness comes uncertain
No one can guess
Sometimes wrapped with color like
Sometimes sorrow comes too soon
Life's direction began to stammer
Going will be useless
Only the rest of the sorrow
And also the tears darkened
Darken the color of conscience
Life is not instantly instant
Not all
It arrives by itself
Sometimes steps need to be honed
Trying to color the story
That may have been a while
Colored unnecessary grief.
