What if we were something different.

Something new.

Not devils,

Who hurt others for self pleasure.

Not lovers,

Who loves in a way that can't be measured,

And gets rejected in a way that leaves scars to his heart.

Not friends,

Whose trust breaking breaks the friendship apart.

Not mothers,

Who's children leave her when she gets old.

Not fathers,

Who's son push him away at the time,  where he needed to get hold.

What if we were something different.

Something kind and polite.

Something white and pure.

Something  that gives light.

Something that itself is a cure.

Something precious,

Like diamonds.

Or someone truthful.

Like a sun,

That never breaks its promise,

Of lighting up the day.

And brightening our way.

What if we were just,

Something different,

'Different' in its own way.
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Ashoney.

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