I wish I never was on mars
I could shoot for many stars
and maybe that'll bring me closer to
the moon
and all these aliens make me sick
that I'm afraid I couldn't live with it
if I changed my color to match their different hues
and all these blues and yellow dreams
only want to make me scream
to anyone that has to finally say "I choose"
the dreading life of color schemes
I wish I could just pick one thing
A simple shade to call a day
because time is dripping inches away
like every paintbrush that colored me
and maybe it wasn't my place
to make a key of every choice
and lock the answers of each voice
who dares to rebel against the color 'green'
I wish I could land upon the moon
where the tides are bigger
than the color 'blue'
because mars and earth
aren't doing it for me
