This is true
It can-not be
I don't want
to wash your
I don't want the memories to fade.
Just like you.
I remember the feeling of yours.
Imprinted on the walls.
Imprinted on my mind.
Imprinted on my soul.
But now gone.
Are now just fingerprints.
never will I ever try to fit myself,
in a predefined mould of perfection,
until the day comes,
all of our fingerprints are the same.
Frowning in silence, gave me a personality of its own!
Childish face, surrendered me to leave things unsolved!
Shyness led me to keep million of things undisclosed!
After all that
I´m still looking for that fingerprint, that would get me
a giant's eye
a pale blue dot
part of God
It's harder than you think to be content
to be happy without looking at someone else
so if you ever have trouble
if you might think your ugly
just remember our differences aren't reasons to be jealous
but God's fingerprint
— The End —