# 9 Chaotic Colours

Chaotic Colours

I am a friend of reason
I am no foe of rhyme
I don’t believe it’s treason
To change water into wine

I am a part of glory
I am no piece of pain
I don’t think it’s dishonest
To stick to the refrain

I hold on to the hope that
For my sake you will try
To make a genuine effort
Without first asking why
I am this kind of person
I have my own control
It’s what’s got me addicted
Yes, perfection is my goal

I am a child of laughter
I am no dread of sense
I don’t believe it’s foolish
To train your self defence

I am a true romantic
I am no grieving face
I don’t think it’s a wonder
That the thief will lose the chase

I hold on the dream that
For my sake you will give
The fullest admiration
To the world in which I live
I have this kind of spirit
I cannot make it rest
I hope your grades stay stable
That you may pass this test

I am a newborn story
That has already grown an end
Because I cannot act out
Feelings I never planned

I am a fan of morning
So, sleep is just a waste
I live with my eyes open
And enjoy every taste

So, I hold on to the hope that
You will be the one to see
The good beside the bad things
And all the possibilities
My wings are now unfolded
Will you let me take you home?
Because I need you to see me
And all the colours that I own…