Too bad I am 1 person
And not 6 billion people,
Because instead of pure honesty hurting
Happy is how the world would feel.
Of all the colors in a painting
One is meant to catch the eye,
Though everybody sees them differently
One color means so much inside.
The sun may become covered
And even leave for each night,
But you know it will be there for you again
To help turn dark into bright.
People will always change
And it should be for the better,
But some just need to stay the same
Because the best cannot get much better.
It’s true number s can be the devil
Separating us like several different levels,
It’s the maturity of the mind
That makes a someone special.
It’s the truth, beauty, and communication
That make our lives smile with pain,
But when you come across consistency
The sun will always defeat the rain.