?
You
never
really understand a person until you consider things from his point of
view
… until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.
People like us don't go out at
night
cause people like them see us for what we
are
The bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life,
hope
and freshness to man
burst
upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory
?
but the sombre colours are
reflections
from their own jaundiced eyes and hearts.
Real
hues are delicate, and need a clearer vision