My life train is passing through,
I don't know what exactly but they have some kind,
May be one of them is,
Regarding my feelings I really have,
Your jurisdiction ends over my veil
You are nobody to rule on my zeal
This limited sovereignty is mine
Where I am free to cry or peal
Don't let your dubiety ask me
If I am leal to your creel.
A lot of beautiful things happen,
and not everyone can see.
Beautiful things, that makes my heart soften.
Beautiful things that was done by thee.
We always focus on the negative side,
and the negative things done by you and me.
That heart that keep our emotions alive,
is being scarred by the bad things we see.
We should open our eyes and our minds clearly,
and see what we were meant to see.
What we were meant to see was the reality,
the reality that abides you and me.
— The End —