Green and Pink. They don't mach. You're just mean. Go away.
While I was reading C.S. Lewis 'The magician's nephew' and having a sunny daydream, just floating around in my own world, she walks up. Not invited. Takes a zip out of the green glass. Ruins my pink world and what does she expect? Leave me alone. Don't come, But she keeps of reminding me of herself. Can I runaway? Can I resist the desire to be like her? Can I be excepted of who I am? Please, just let me dream. Please, just go way, I pray. I just want to be a better person. I pray again. close my eyes. She's gone. The new me is born.