Trapped within a crowd,
Never in my life I felt
So isolated.

Much like a small pearl
Refined by the ocean's waves,
Her flaws were heaven.

Let not my love be called idolatry,
Nor my belovèd as an idol show,
Since all alike my songs and praises be
To one, of one, still such, and ever so.
Kind is my love today, tomorrow kind,
Still constant in a wondrous excellence;
Therefore my verse to constancy confined,
One thing expressing, leaves out difference.
“Fair, kind, and true” is all my argument,
“Fair, kind, and true” varying to other words;
And in this change is my invention spent,
Three themes in one, which wondrous scope affords.
    Fair, kind, and true, have often lived alone.
    Which three till now never kept seat in one.

How bored did we get?
From here to there
Searching for souls

To be Revealed
Only for true people to see
You can be true

Just look and see
See the world differently
Be who you want to be

Never give up
But watch and see

See the miracles
You might even be one

Think differently
To see other people's pain
Think about what they went through

Before you judge and be in vain.