</>every morning when i wake up
i see skies are gray!
people that are walking outside
even they are gray!
gray skeen tone,
gray makeup,
even outfits they have gray.
i see the world through gray lenses,
i don't whant to be this way.
i don't whant to be all gloomy,
but people make me feel this way!
i whant my world to be colourfull.
help me people find my way!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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