Happiness is magenta
It fills the naked mind so we don’t decline,
It Feels like an unknown laughter
we don’t recognize it, still crave it.
It looks like a faraway Ferris wheel,
Swivelling and whirling,
Filled with smiles and bright eyes,
Too far for my happiness,
Not far enough for my regard.
Happiness is magenta,
It is a cordial illusion we plunge ourselves into.
Ordinary girl 