SOME SAY
Some say that the world is cruel
Some say the people are the ones who're cruel
Some say it is full of sunshine’s
Some say it hides thunders and lightning that can blind.
We live differently on our own
As times pass, things have grown
Things evolved at their own pace
All we can do is live in its space.
The overlooked sights we haven’t seen
Those seem brighter than they have ever been
Let them grasp the momentous reality
Fast heartbeats will ease with the echoes of tranquility.
Above, where we can find the painted blue skies
Letters of hope where it lies
The path we took is a road for the future
Sharp paper cuts that can make us nurture.
Some say that rainbows vary from storms
Some say it has nothing to do with its own forms
Some say that happiness is a process
Some say that reality is a choice we like to mess.
