I exist to see the beauty in aesthetic
I allow its visual to evade my eyes
As if watching the stillness of the night
defeats the sunshine of a daylight.

She’s artistic enough
to be a rainbow

but too colorless
to be an art.

They’ll keep telling you
That its your final chapter

But you know it inside
That you can do it better

If you light up everything
Backgrounds don’t really matter

So be the candle in this run-down world
And help everyone see clearer

You don’t need to be too sweet
You just have to be real


But you prefer to be my dream
Rather than a reality.

your voice paints a gentle need
so please call me a million times...












i'll write your name in thousand rhymes