Itâ€™s hard to answer the question â€œwhat's wrongâ€ when nothings right.
I like when the purple rain falls from the sky, when it touches every single leaf, on every single branch of every single tree... I like when the bees pick the beauty of the purple flowers and spread happiness around... I like when purple crystals touch the bare ground, and when the purple wind hurls those purple leaves which I have created! I like dreaming of the purple