The rainbow is made up of so many colors, just like my personality
Just because I am feeling great one day, and others I feel gloomy, it doesn’t mean that you have to judge me
You will soon regret it eventually
This is who I am, and who I will always be
So either blue or green, yellow or pink; these are the layers of me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Short but sweet. Very nice.