Somewhere

Even though we choose to be who we wish to be, Whilst moments put us somewhere to see the happiness hidden behind the scenes. Splitting whatever kind of oneness into pieces. What a name have to be mentioned for so long when we congratulate each other for good days? Even though we plan to see ourselves beautiful in our own eyes, The pictures to be seen when we stand in front of a mirror. Two good points got to make us real outside lies; Wearing the cap of TRUTH and SELFLESSNESS with vigor. Being amazed by our own words needs to strengthen the hope of the left alone, Drawing patterns to elicit no segregation against perfection on the phone. Maybe whoever the world wants you to be is somewhere different? Give them a revelation. Point to them your presence in the game is marked by pertinence. Sometimes it can't be explained when the patience is not felt in your appearance, But you still remain as the figure pushing men to behave with certainty and casualty. Posting those stuffs in their sights when they meant not to play their sentiments within publicity. Maybe whoever the world want us to be is coming from nowhere. And the pictures posted on those walls are already fading. Maybe recognition is playing no tapes for our dead dreams to the world, But some little birds still sing our prayers to get our attention back to the place we going to. So the aim is selecting from the best alternatives, Looking at the brighter side where darkness sets no confrontations. The world keeps changing when day break, And keeps introducing we all to new families. But the journey goes through the wilderness where we find no answers for our individual bordering questions. I will be glad when we both come through alive and strong, That's when I would congratulate you with the Kiss of LOVE, Causing you to feel proud.