I want to be purple,
And not do things right,
(I never do, anyway, shhh)
Have a fling with the Moon,
And talk to the Night,
I want to be free,
And grow Wings that travel,
To full Liberty.
I'm so very tired,
Of the madness around,
I want to take off,
And never touch ground.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Trust me, we all get that feeling sometimes! Enjoyed this very much, although I don't ever remember hearing of a 'Purple Feeling' before!