The blonde shimmer of your hair gets lost
In the lights of city and it begins to transform
Into your ambition that keeps you alive
While the shine and glory of youth that you have in your face
Is mixing with loud sirens of the city

Just a little bit , just a little bit shine that I’m searching for
A green glimmer would keep me alive
Trying to distract myself  from the distance that we put between us
A shine of happiness would keep my heart alive

So busy with our lives that we don’t even realize
How the city reacts with our hearts
When we feel a heartache we just look at the city lights
Like lights could take the pain away

Perfectly cut, walls of glasses
Another day is beginning
The sun is rising again.

A vast intertwined thing
      floating
                  flowing
      forever
                  cycling
           has but one beginning
                     yet meets
                                   no
                               E
                                    n
                                         d
       current rushing
                              waves clashing
              cyclone swirling
                          it melts
                                    when faced
                                           with the sun
                                  storm cloud
                         a drop of rain    
                                       a temporary creak
                                                 flowing
                              water fall
                                          stream
                                                     river
                                                               pond
                                               lake
                                   sea
                                              Ocean
                                         forever rising
                                                     forever falling
                                                       drip
                                                              drop
                                                      drip
                                                             drop.

No matter how many we have diversities and
Nowadays they’re trying to tear us apart
We are all human at the end of the day.
We cry, we laugh and we love.
What really matters is our personalities that shape our heart.

Categorizing us depending on where we came from,
Putting us into categories and when we don’t fit them,
Calling out our names as ‘weird’ or ‘alien’.
Even deciding who to fall in love with instead of us.

Dreadful, dusty and rusty those minds are,
They think that everything should fit into their ‘categories’.
Don’t even know they that those categories don’t exist.

Blue,blur,turquoise shimmer
Makes me remember how beautiful this universe and
How everything is temporary.

Waves of oceans are
Striking to my mind and they
Take all of my thoughts away.
Makes me drift away from everything.

Salty smell of waves
Cherishes me like a good dream
A dream which I don’t want to wake up from.