This beautiful world is little mine and a big part is yours
and it's that only we made borders with cracks and colors

Everyday doesn't go great and I don't get any letters or flowers
but I won't disagree that I don't crave anything more than my own chaos
Little me never knew writing will make a creature free as petals
but I won't disagree that I had fear to write that I ain't good at words

So something finally pushed me and I'm here just to try whatever...