Vestige of Inks

True Colors Hidden

True Colors Hidden

 

He is weeping in the corner,

Where the walls are rainbow colored.

One nightmare then he is haunted.

Next second, his tears kept falling.

I wonder will things get better.

No one’s there to hold him closer.

Where’s his way out to his freedom?

Next second, his tears were hidden.

 

Standing on the infinite ground beneath my feet.

Tried to run but I fell down with chains upon my dream.

Crawling out of my nightmare, I finally can breathe.

Looking back, I saw them failed climbing to the peak.

 

(Where’s)

Our love and our passion,

Our dreams and our freedom,

With hearts in a lockdown.

Our true color’s hidden.

(Where’s )

Our voice and our letters,

Our wings and our freedom.

With feet chained together,

Our true color’s hidden.

 

She is crying in her own arms,

The only way she could feel warm.

Break a rule then she gets a scar.

Next second, her tears kept falling.

I wonder will things get better.

A boy could steal all her auras.

Where’s her way out to her freedom?

Next second, her tears were hidden.

 

Standing on the infinite ground beneath my feet.

Tried to run but I fell down with chains upon my dream.

Crawling out of my nightmare, I finally can breathe.

Looking back, I saw them failed climbing to the peak.

 

(Where’s)

Our love and our passion,

Our dreams and our freedom,

With hearts in a lockdown.

Our true color’s hidden.

(Where’s )

Our voice and our letters,

Our wings and our freedom.

With feet chained together,

Our true color’s hidden.

 

Backsets won’t drag us down.

Sunsets won’t slow us down.

Ugly ducklings will turn to swans..

We’ll make our sky dawn.

 

Standing on the infinite ground beneath my feet.

Tried to run but I fell down with chains upon my dream.

Crawling out of my nightmare, I finally can breathe.

Looking back, I saw them failed climbing to the peak.

 

(Where’s)

Our love and our passion,

Our dreams and our freedom,

With hearts in a lockdown.

Our true color’s hidden.

(Where’s )

Our voice and our letters,

Our wings and our freedom.

With feet chained together,

Our true color’s hidden.

 

 

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