For all I can see is the beautifying streak in the world, shading imperfections.
I wanna see things without it's
beautifying streak.
I wanna see them for how it's real.
I wanna see them at every partake of emotions; the happy, ecstatic, vulnerable, scared, torn, in bouts of normalcy and in every crazy bits.
I wanna see you real.
For all you are and for not what you pretend to be.
I don't wanna see what colors held to you.
I wanna see the shades of black depicting the shades of you, that colors can't even comprehend.
I wanna see you win, lose and stand up again.
I wanna see the courage your eyes held to cross the ocean on your own, knowing there is a risk of losing sight of the shore.
Yes, I wanna see the real you.
A/N: Hope you like it! :)(:
