Nothing's more mesmerizing than her smile
All clouds are competing to protect her from sunlight's heat
Those eyes are prettier than glittering diamonds
Apparently, she doesn't need anything to prove it
She shines like the sun in summer day
Her presence warms everything around her
And she still thinks that she was nothing.
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She had some strength on embracing her flaws
Her joy sparks my whole day
Altering my mind to keep growing
For all the things she did, she was good enough
And yet she still thinks that she was nothing.
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Reasonably, she might experienced a lot of dissapointments
Affecting her view about some things
However, she's still an adorable cinnamon roll
Managing to keep herself stable
Aiming her way to keep surviving
Dealing with constant unfairness for this long
Improving for better days ahead
No one can stop her
And after all, she is something.

various kind of persons are there
they are gathered by faith

some are confused
some are scared
some are sad
some are happy
some are feeling blessed

that thief who felt miserable after his first bank robbery
that homeless man who lost his life spirit
that widow who missed her dead soulmate
that leader who lost his people's trust
that preacher who seeks some blessings
that bullied lonely kid who came by some people's suggestions
that man who just got his first job and finds no one to talk with
that woman who's in the middle of her roughest week
that girl who tried to get through a heartbreak
that boy who felt doubt about the point of his presence

they are being honest, telling their problems through silence
keeping themselves believing that they are being listened

that optimism seems promising, they might refilled their will to live

until an explosion happened.

Cupid might equally shots everybody
but how many arrows are needed to affect you?

have you left your legacy?
on the land with glimmering hopes
have you ever breathing normally
knowing that you can't even left your footprints on wet sands?

there are two ladies running on the field
cheering each other for many reasons
they had their roughest days

they lived once in the kingdom full of kings and queens
all of them had their own crowns
but most of them had stolen

aimlessly wandering
looking for nothing
that heart was empty
but there's no room to fill

"do you know where the hope is?"
said these ladies to the dark blue ceiling
but nobody's answered them

after the dawn
when bats are awaken
cold starts crawling in
clouds passing over the moon
like water flushing the dust
only dark remained for the last

i want to be as happy as a kid
you buy them ice cream, they are happy
you tell them stories, they are excited
you play a song, they are dancing
no weight on their action
no consideration
no purpose
they just did it impulsively

but then
maturity kills these simplicity
as the time goes by
more lessons learned
more experience earned
more stories witnessed
too many turning points
and it's tiring
i never thought that life can be this uncomfortable
ever

how can we feel it again?
this is a question the time can't answer