My lifetime was spent running blindly
As life the cruel mistress treated me unkindly
Me trusting people fully was really unlikely
Sitting down naturally and waiting it out idly

That was the case until last year
When i was given a wheel to steer
When my life was given a color smear
When i was given an iron spear

I was given a chance to fight
I was given a trail of light
I saw a glimmer of hope in sight
I saw a shimmer of what was right

It flows through seamlessly
A being that doesn't target aimlessly
A knife that aim fatally
It aims for a person's naivety

A person who acts tough
Will never get enough
A person who's acts a bluff
Will end up in handcuffs

As the tides shift
It sets the person afflicted adrift
Closer and closer to the rift
A feeling of being utterly stiff

I was discriminated
Thoughts of me were criticized
They forced me to stay hidden
Until the pain left me bed-ridden

I ran and hid tirelessly
I searched and fought quickly
I ended my silent wars quickly
I did everything willingly

Until the day i found hope in this sphere
A chance to escape the pain and fear
God gave me an iron sheild
And a second chance to live

In the end I survived
I even helped people get their lost lives
I had their hopes revived
I stopped the cycle of run and hide

Two hundred and five people
Two hundred and five chances
those glances i got from them vast like forest
But those pristine eyes caught me by surprise

Seven-hundred and thirty days
Of  talking to you and yearning with myself
In the times of early May or July
I was just with you in a room of our friends
Yeah the time of the clean slates sure does fly

Twenty nine classmates I knew by heart
Twenty nine new moments of fun
But when this all ends only one stays in this field of grass
The girl whom is the pedestal of the statue of us

The eyes to see the truth
Very much but rarely seen
In all even youth

The ears to hear God
Are very unique to mankind
Though it may seem odd

The feet to spread good news
To the men who are in doubt
Hope they bid adieu

The mouth built to preach
The salvation and the hope
To those they can reach

The first time we met
My destiny was already set
As a hope for love descended
I knew my cycle of sadness has ended

When we first spoke
I felt something in me broke
My boundaries non-existent in a single stroke
A feeling that you evoked

That beautiful face
Had set my pace
A glimmering diamond in my space
You and me in my secret base

The moments we spent together in heaven
Until the end of May 7
From the time of first impressions
Here's my heartfelt confession
To the girl that gave me direction

A face of gold
A beauty untold
I wish to grow old
With her hand to hold

A mind that is vast
A friendship that will last
Good like pop of the past
A magic spell she casts

the four coners of me and you
stuck, dreary in this ruse
those moments I bid adieu
to the one i call my muse
the four corners of life
a life of black and white
I desire your spirit feeling alive
A healing of life's blight
As life starts to get dire
I will keep you protected
From the inferno's fires
I'll keep you feeling elevated
To my inspiration
The one who gave me direction

There are many kinds of people
Those whose optimism colors the whole world like a masterpiece
Those whose pessimism clouds blacker than a car heavily tinted
Those who are only pedestals to the true stars
People who were born as the gold in the pile of steel
And those born tarnished but can still glimmer like the shiniest alloy
But in all those kinds of entities we all share similar qualities
And thats what makes us a unique mosaic