If I were to drown,

Hopefully the day won’t be when I’ve only just started to live,

And that my small shade of color in this bright world,

Has only the fate to be watered down by the ocean’s blue,

But maybe the curtains in my room are closed,

So that the day is already dark,

Before my eyes finally close as I sink,

Under the tumultuous waves,

Which will protect me eternally from the world outside,

If I were to drown,

Hopefully I’ll go down heavy,

With a brightly colored canvas