I walk with my imagination, my colors walk behind me Every idea I draw, my sky becomes my laughter, raining stars, above my shadows and I fly without wings, in my current world, my drawn world, unlike the universe in which I am the law, and I am madness Every color tells my secret, every line is guaranteed in my drawn world, no one can reach my eyes My face in the mirror is not the real me, but in the drawing, I am the sparkle A black line, a point of light, a distant dream I search for myself, between paper and poem My drawn world, unlike the universe in which I am the law, and I am madness Every color tells my secret, every line is guaranteed in my drawn world, no one can reach my eyes Let them see my surface, they do not know that I live inside, in my drawn world