If only life was like a colouring book
Then you’d choose which page to start with
Should you get bored
You’d skip to another page, and another after that
And when the page is unsatisfactory
You’d tear it out and forget its existence
It would be so nice to shade what feelings you want
To choose if your world should be bright or dark
You could colour outside the margins too
Decide what colour to paint your monsters
Should they be scary, page through and forget them
Start off on a clean page and move on
When the book is full and you have coloured all your pages
Grab another one and never die