Colour of the Heart.

Don't cry, Dear.
Life isn't just about tears.
Face what you draw behind.
Live what you see in front.
It is not always too much.
When the less we care.
Is the less we share.
Colour the heart.
And mix all in between.
Where everything so messed up.
As how the orange and the pulp.

Don't cry, Dear.
Coz everybody can hear.
One thing for sure.
Is the one that will cure.
Throw all the vain.
Shower it with laughter.
And let it flower.
With all the colour.
The colour of the heart.