The Fading Colors

they say, "you're acting all lost", and i say, "i know!" every flower field i pass by turns to gray, and their leaves fall down the flowers appear as if they're not watered, everything i touch becomes sick their colors start to fade away, my loneliness is making it hard to see the world without an obscured view i'm always sorry for my behavior, i try to love it here, but the truth is, i don't wan't to stay