Someone's living their life,
Someone's living in lies.
Some people appreciate beauty,
Even though they don't know why.

Some just drive their way—
They call it "vibe and thrive."

But how would life be
When you truly know what life is?

Appreciate beauty,
Appreciate ugliness.
Appreciate joy,
Appreciate sorrow.

Then you’ll know:
Real beauty is your duty.

How did this bliss turn into a curse?

I embraced peace in the eclipse.

Maybe my world was pretending, but it didn't last for long.

I was bored of the darkness.

I wanted to see the light.

When I saw the light, it was too bright and surreal.

So, I cried.

Everything right beside me, but nothing is with me.

I'm living under the sky, but only a few feet high.

I guess one thing is universal.

So, I smile.

Maybe that's a lie.

I whisper:

I don't need anything fancy in my life. "This is God's plan," I say-and that's reassuring.

But again... that's a lie.

Am I criticizing things?

Or are things being criticized by me?