The color of life

There was a dream, there was a night

There was a light, there was a time

There was a feeling and that was alive.

I suppose to make, I suppose to know

Deep inside there was a life.

I suppose to say, I suppose to cry

I suppose to hope, I suppose to love

But, deep inside there was a lie.

The lie of a dream

The lie of a time

The lie of hope

The lie of a poem

Lie, that I loved,

It was nothing out of something

It was dark, It was my heart

I had to live, I had to lie,

And is that what it's like?

The color of life!