Texto del vestido de un dibujo

Belt of sugar, of something you can taste. Something you like, something you mind. Show me how can I feel while having green skin. I have nothing else but yellow eyes. And it is the time I cannot fly, but, in spite of it I can feel blue.

If you believe I haven't got your skin, you'll have a picture of me. Enjoy it cause I'm not part of this reality, I'm kind of an unreal product. I'm talking too much, that's why I'm mad and I cannot help having fluor mouth. I look exactly like you look like, but there's a difference: I wear colours everywhere I go.

On the one hand, I have the skill of being just too weird, while on the other hand, inside of me, there's an unhappy person whose weirdness is the same as yours. Cause I can assure that you also feel as weird as I do. Unhappy too.

Watch, take photographs if you like. Admire and laugh, laugh about my colorful feelings. Deep inside, I will always know exactly how you do feel. Do you want to know why? Cause I am a fucking real witch. Laugh, I will turn you into a cigarette and I will smoke till your life is ended.