The Fading Colors

they say, "you're acting all lost",

and i say, "i know!"

every flower field i pass by

turns to gray, and their leaves fall down

the flowers appear as if they're not watered,

everything i touch becomes sick

their colors start to fade away,

my loneliness is making it hard

to see the world without an obscured view

i'm always sorry for my behavior,

i try to love it here,

but the truth is, i don't wan't to stay