The color grey
Was born to unify
With black or white
It does not ally
The place where
Light and shadow dwell
In harmony
The bridge linking
Ebony to Ivory
In grey yin and yang merge
Without release
Grey is the color of love and peace

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean a three way hole,
Being a girl,
Means to be admired and respected as a whole..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that getting married is your goal,
Being a girl,
Means to be whatever your heart says to your soul..

Being a girl
Doesn't mean that (just) as a mother, wife or girlfriend is your role..
Being a girl,
Means that you need to prove yourself as a diamond in the mine of coal..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that entire your life you need to stay a tadpole..
Being a girl,
Means that you need to develop into a frog before getting ole..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that you are the negative of the dipole,
Being a girl,
Means that - you need to take your life's control..

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean to accept your worth to be ***** and *****,
Being a girl,
Means to accept your beauty, not just the duty,

Being a girl,
Doesn't mean that you can be a heroine just in the movie..
Being a girl,
Means that you can be a superhero in real life - you can be a ruby!

And you know that.
And it hurts.
But we choose our own path.
And we get what we deserve.
And if these scattered, shattered glasses
Will show how we truly feel,
Then, love, I tell you this.
I wish I could make the world stand still
And I will stop tomorrow from coming
And we will never let go of each other.
Oh, if the world can stand still,
I will stop the world from turning
And we can stay like this forever.
But the sun's shining from this hotel room's window pane.
Our borrowed time ends here.
You should go home to him, and me, to her.
And we will never be the same.
Farewell, my ever carefree refuge
where I spent the night with a happy heart.
Goodbye, my ever lovely escape.
With a heavy soul, we will part.
But. tell me, please, if we are wrong, if we have sinned,
why was the happiest moments of my life was when you and I kissed?
Is love really that simple, small, and of less value
That it can only be shared by two people?
Is love really that weak, fragile, and will they crucify you
If love is proven to be that feeble?
Please, give me answers, please.
Because we will never be the same
And I will never be the same person as I am, for I forever have to bear the pain.

Like I told you I write
Yeah, It’s just to think
It’s so I don’t fight
So I don’t sink
It’s my time
Just mine
Just I

When I was a kid,
And I mean when I was a kid
I had a dream
It was a very profound dream,
You'd never think a mere kid could even have these thoughts

Over the years this dream just dissipated into dust
After a while there wasn't even dust
It had become a forgotten memory
Force subdue harsh punishment for existing
Until even the forgotten forgot it

Before long it had began to crumble
As it finally understood that it would never see the light of day again
That it would forever soak in the pitts of hell
Falling apart then burning to ashes
So in a dark corner it sat

Not that there was a light to began with
It cried in sorrow hoping that it would get lucky and be saved
That even possibly the forgotten remembered it
Days, months, then years past
And still it sat in a dark corner burned to a crisp

It comes to prove that even dreams have dreams
A desire to be simply fulfilled
Is that too much to ask
To be complete
And die only to be reborn in another kid