"When your turn finally arrives," he says,
"you'll understand why the wait was really long.
You'll see why the storm was rough and strong,
Why the Ocean was endless, the sails torn.
When your turn finally arrives, every tree in this jungle will make sense.
You'll appreciate each wound and scratch for the beautiful scars they are.
You'll finally see adventures in your endless journey.
You'll realize that the burdens and weight you couldn't bear
were merely the crucible where your strength was forged.
The wrecking heartbreaks, the tears you've shed,
You'll learn chiseled your spirit and your character made.
When your turn finally arrives, you'll understand that
The purpose of going through the deepest caverns and the darkest tunnels
was to unearth hidden gems, like precious pearls in funnels.
When your turn arrives, amid life's daily stumbles,
You'll discover that each loss you picked up along the way
collectively turned you into the masterpiece that you are."

My suit is wrinkled, fresh yet wasted
Food is before me, barely tasted
Everyone dances, their dates close at hand
I sit alone, yet I understand
This should faze me, yet somehow I don't care

The floor is neon lit and the room is dark
Colours there to illuminate, to bring a spark
I walk through the couples who dance away
My mind is blurred as the music plays
My Ex-date sees me and stares the other way
"Its alright" I say, I predicted she would never stay
She finds my consideration queer
I carry on walking, my direction never steers

I'm outside in the cold, my hands feel numb
My mind is faded, to darkness I succumb
"Thyreez" I hear a voice in the wind
I see her and the real night begins
No face is needed, I Remember the voice
I stare from the balcony, the venue was a great choice
"So I" she speaks, but I'm not bothered to listen
The shadow holds my hand, I push it back
"Go on, go inside, go enjoy your final year, go grab a snack"
She finds my request rude and storms in
I'm alone, a silent but well deserved win
I check my phone "19:45" 2 more hours
The rest of the night will be spent staring at towers

I thought it over long and hard
And have finally reached my answer
I searched for the meaning wide and far
And it stood out to me like a banner

You weren't exactly just like me
As hard as I would deny it
But your not exactly far of either
And here's the proof, I'll supply it

We both have artistic hearts
We both come from rough starts
We both have ways we deal with out stress
Laughing it off as it made the pain less

We both hate users, we both hate spoiled brats
We both hate backstabbers, who act like city rats
We both like to have peace, we both like being idiots(unintentionally 👀)
And when conflicts arise we try and end it immediately

We both pretend not to care, we both tend to snap
We both say things under out breath, then out mom's beat us till we're trapped
We both happened to met online
We both happened to feel inclined
We both sold out somebody, even when it put us on the line

We both chose to be alone, we both chose the coldest road
We both happened to meet each other there, carrying a heavy load (sus)

We both want what's best for out loved ones, we both happen to feel lost
We both chose to hide behind the pain, throughout the harsh cost
We both happen to be there for each other
We both can't understand why
We both stood up for each other and saw each other cry
But never said a word out of peace

That's something not even love and fate can break, that's True love✊ soul siblings