I stand between multiple worlds
Some, people don't understand
Some, I don't understand
Some have lots of color
Others are dull and gray
I go through them everyday
Some are hidden behind doors
Some, people walk into mourn
I love to stay in the colorful ones
But I am in the gray ones the most
I slowly pass through the gray
The colors slip away
I see my favorite worlds for just a second
Before I am dragged back to gray
I cry as I am pulled away
But rejoice as the chains loosen
And it is time for my great escape
Back to the color
Back to the joy
Back to the place I belong
I want to stay here
But sadly I will be pulled away
To the dull gray world
The world with no color
The world with chains
The world I am forced to stay
One day I will escape this world
And blow it away
With the colors I show
With the colors I am
I will finally be happy
With the worlds I am
