No one knows what's my favorite color
and what's in my head...

A ten-year-old little guy
is about to die...

My friends aren't exactly who they seem
They are here to ruin my big dream...

Here is my story
For those who'd like to hear...

I want to write down how i feel
Cause thanks to you my happiness is real...

I'm trying to fix things up,
trying to make your hearts' map...

People you like don't say hello
Your mood is lower than low...

I loved, without minding that i'll fall
And now i want to bang my head against a wall...

I used to hate that girl
i never thought i'd write a poem on her...

I think of what you told me
I'm trying to move on...

When you want to run away
When people don't hear what you say...

J'ai comme une boule dans la gorge
Pour essayer de ne pas pleurer...