Tasteless, tacky, out of place
Motionless, outdated, dusty
Ugly, pretty, vibrant
Dark, serene, broken
Words set to destroy or rebuild that in which is beautiful
Catch the words desired by the rush you feel that day
Bottled up by darkened souls
Let out as cries by lightened hearts
Happiness, sadness both standing at two intervals
Casting, accepting both standing parallel
Both small and big make up the very world we reside in
But it is within the eyes what
Who are we?
Human, existing, breathing
What are they?
Animals, Plants, Objects
Don't lose your sight
Become blind to that in which you hear
For the moment you cannot see
With the senses of every being
You will lose what it means to be a different
We must all come to realize that everyday we walk this earth we are nothing more than figures. Different, beautiful, we exist as one. Have you figured it out yet?