Sometimes I want so much to tell my story,
my way of seeing things
That I forget to listen to what the others realy say
I just keep stuck to my ideas, and repeat my words
Instead of giving the other a chance to tell their side
That way I limit myself in seeing the full image
I miss the colors that you are putting on me, on the subject
And that's ashame
I pray and wish
that I open my eyes
for all colors
And even if the colors might not my style
They make the image complete
so that I use the opportunities
that are given to me
every day of my life again
Keep on sending them
I do what I can
to watch with open mind
to see with open eyes
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