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Too cool blue, even for myself I am true
Sometimes when I am quite grumpy, I am left in the colour of blue
Often times, I am fine with it, something just about that special hue
Which makes me feel totally safe, just like home, like things in the before
Alas, for others around me, it all might just be somewhat of a bore
Even if there is really nothing wrong, with reminiscing the past, the old
Moving along being key though, simply because we are all so told
The paint on my armour still exists, even if hidden on the inside of the hard
Oh so close to my very heart, the paint left there by a special mark
That of my Captain in the very beginning, the very first mission from the past
The others know what I am hiding there oh so very deep inside
Not just the mark, but the bottled up feelings, sometimes bubbling too wide
Never minding though, if I ramble about it, telling me it’s all totally fine
The blueness of it all hitting me hard and then it all starts very much to smart
Alas, the consolation price being my new team, my new family even when apart
Keeping me on the sane path, from jumping into anything stupid… ah…
The blue suddenly not so much of the hurting, sharing it all when they let me
And then, I am back to the somewhat radiant old self, the one they like to see
The one almost from before, but not quite, as the blues still remain, never fleeing
Deep down inside, the bleeding wound open wide