Overflowing from my pockets
Are dreams like diamonds that I hold tight
I'm only feeling; I want to be involved
I know that somewhere it's different but

I make a loose fashion statement
Putting a taboo on freedom is a mistake
Even if fun things get washed down
When important things are in sight

It's a long way from the middle of the labrynth but
But tomorrow my vision will return and I get to meet
it
 
*Stand up and be yourself! Seize your dreams
Stand up! Attain chance from somewhere else and escape
death
A few dignified tears can come afterwards.
The extra glitter returns.Don't give up your feelings.
Some day a miracle will come.
Taking on a chance
I want to fly out of
Someone's clothes, someone's makeup
I want my own color to show my nature but
Change is lost
 
My spirit is inside a closet, damn it
The limit of my spirit has become meek
My power to say I love a person
Surely it will be revived
 
When it's not decorated, frequently glitter it with a
smiling face.
I can approach that sort of laughing person.
 
Wake up and be your smile! That way your sleep will be
lovely
Wake up! My self confidence increases
Wake up! You are my rival but you changed me yesterday
If we're strong occasionally we can change
We jump the hurdle every day
I can stand firm on the verge of death and that is the
treasure of reality.
Looking for the dream
 
*repeat