When you are dismissed from at an early age
It feels like being put in a cage
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I can’t smile anymore
I look around waiting for the sound
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Multicoloured delicious
Turns me from kind to vicious
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A blank canvas for frustrated perceptions
How forgotten the teachings for neutral tone
By my side I carry the brush of misconceptions
A reversed aesthetic eye means art is disowned
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Stop and stare at the journey you unwittingly share
The pain in the eyes of the boy who intensely stares
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I live my life in yesterday
The torment brings tomorrow
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A radiant flower that needs to bloom
Life is cyclical from the womb to the tomb
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Winter Flame brings new essence
Don’t leave effervescent
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