The Individual

If you could see the real beauty in me
I would tell you 
where my sky lies
the definite mine part 
in the infinite vastness. 

If you could see the real beauty in me
I would exactly 
Tell you where exactly
Empty space above our head is, 
where exaclty the earth, the sun, the moon is
And all the billion more stars
which makes the dark shine.

If you could see the real beauty in me,
I would let you see
The footprints
I've left hidden for everybody else
The paths I've travelled
The scenes I've seen
The beauty and the misery 
And mostly the things I don"t speak

If you could see the real beauty in me
I would let you see
The scars 
I have had,
The burns 
I still feel
And the happy places and faces I see

If you could see the real beauty in me
I would tell you 
The things I live for 
Things that makes me feel alive
And also the things for which I can die.

If you could see the real beauty in me
I"ll help you try and seperate the space and sky
The space and time
The defined and told
And the told and the felt.

And even if we fail in our trials
we'll never lose
'Cause we'll get 
The good and the sad
In both our hands
and that's where you'll become.
The Individual.
And I,
Also, the same.