When I'm sitting on a corner of a room, with the lights turned off, windows and door closed. Thinking about how stupid I am on this day. I do this regularly.
Who do you trust more, your friends or your parents?
Myself.
How jealous are you, on a scale of 0 (not) to 10 (extremely)?
I'll explain to him the color red. I can't just say to him that it's the color of the blood or the color of fire or heart. But I'll tell to him, love. Red represents love, right? So, why not ask him about the things he loves to do or he loves to say. He'll feel warmth inside him when he's talking about the things he love. Well that happens to us, isn't it? Then, he'll see the color of that warmth or that emotion he's having which would be the same as the color red. He may not see the true colors of the real world but he can see the true colors of every emotions than we can.