It seems to me that the world is in a pattern,
The world is just a sequence of two colors.
The closest people in our lives are never just like us,
If they are father, mothers, sisters, and even our brothers.
How can words be used to explain,
That a heart needs no reason to seek.
Even though love is just a luxury,
It seems to be so unique.
Sometimes I wonder,
How a devil must feel.
Up on his throne,
With all right to be dark.
All angels do is pull you towards light,
But how could you ever know,
If their answers were right.
All devils do is ignore a truthful set,
Feeling kind of weird today,
Feeling different everyday.
When I opened the door to my heart,
To say hi,
We don't know, what to think,
We see all our dreams in you.
To this, illusion we always fall,
Just so our hearts, can begin anew.
Wish I could spend my days ignorant to the world.
Because my complex thoughts always keep me down.
I use to think it was nice when boys complimented girls,
But now that I know, I can't help but frown.
I wouldn't like to believe that when someone is gone,
They're still watching me.
Because that would be awfully boring,
I'd rather like to think they're somewhere else but still happy.
They say it all the time,
I heard them.
Everyone is different,
Or so they say.