c:

"I thought,"

He'll say, 

"I thought you were different."

Not any different as, to be who I truly am.

And when he realizes, 

Everything would crumble in an array of colors 

as that kaleidoscope, held years before...

and I, 

I'll be contented with where I am;

as that little elephant still chained, since years before...

I'm not sure I can finish my art on time...