I am your belief.
Bounded yet pure.
Complicated yet clean.
I strive to breathe into this new world.
With years, months, and days rolling by,
I try to untangle the narrow knots.
Seeking to figure out a new course.
Away from the conventions of ancient ages.
But thoughts hold me back.
Fear blurs my vision ahead
I don’t know why,
The mind likes to keep me subjugated.
Shackled and tied on this side of the boundary.
Burdened under the shallow layers of rituals.
I still hope
To unlock the hidden values of tradition.
To erase the edges of worthless rules.
To beckon to the call of time.
I feed on the colors of life.
Don’t block the sunshine entering my soul.
Let me sprout under the spell of rain.
Grow richer under the shelter of this modern sky.
I need your trust to carry this change.
Give me freedom to assess.
Give me your will to accept.
I shall paint a new world of new ideas.
Colors is all I need.
And colors is all I have,
To transform you into a better being.
The colors of change!
