I at birth,
was like a lump of ambiguous carbon,
inside there lay a code,
for building a beautiful person,
but that was just the plans,
they didn’t have to be followed,
pick and choose,
add your poison,
A thoughtless word,
here and there,
will change countless Directions,
But,
Diamonds,
began to appear,
for what is Life,
on earth,
or really,
Time?
Pressure,
added to Love,
quickly equals beauty,
and those rules they didn’t obey,
the mistakes you made,
even They,
are used,
to add more pressure,
and uncover Love,
though the pain here,
Must be increased,
my Melody,
clarifies in Hardship,
and my hands fill,
with the sparkling Glory