My name is not my identity, but a symbol of my color deep within,
Indeed, I am a painting, full of colors, with shades of generosity and extreme anger,
Like fuchsia and violet are sweet colors, making people smile makes my heart beat with joy,
However, as soon as the devil lights a spark in my heart, nothing can stop it let go.

Every painting has a unique touch or glow,
And mine is the way I let my sparks flow,
No matter if I have extreme hatred or even desire, I am not shy to let my emotions out of my heart,
Especially anger, the colors of red and orange mingled together in a watercolor painting.

A watercolor work of art never has extreme perfection,
It mainly specializes in beautiful flows of loose yet vibrant colors,
Similarly, I am not perfect,
I have many flaws that beautifully teach me life’s values,
In this way I am a painting, with different shades, yet sometimes emotions.