Canvas

We all have brushes called "being ourselves".
Look, with just a little bravery you can change it into any colour.
Lets draw our hopes.

How far does this sky continue? The world we know is so narrow.
When we hear somebody's voice calling for help,
we decide to pretend we didn't hear it.
By fighting we reaffirm the worth of our existence
and then find doubt in our hearts.
Finding differences to not be "individualities" but "enemies".
We become stubborn and push others away.
Our relationships with people become dominating
and not something that tie together.
Hold my hands and listen to my voice.

The world becomes colourful.
You don't have to hate since you can bond beautifully.
There are no useless lives, let's accept each other.
The infinitely extending canvas becomes dyed in hope.

We all have brushes called "being ourselves".
Look, with just a little bravery you can change it into any colour.
Lets draw our hopes.

p.s I post the lyrics of one song I like coz it's quite meaningful. Families, friends and partners are bonds which make our lives wonderful❤