Undistinguished Guest
Undistinguished Guest People are like the sky during sunset and sunrise They are ambiguous Mysterious You can't guess what they want you to see in them You'll never know if they like you to be with them You see the shade of the sky From the illuminated side To the darker side Monochromatic But strokes are striking Dawn discloses its lighter part to the line where the sky kisses the earth Same as to dusk Sunset never allow you to reach its dark side It's always far, and will never abide Just like what we see in sunrise Sky paints itself It amazes us every millisecond With shades of different identity With clouds of sincerity filled with secrecy Wonder how hard for people to hide their real faces Detaching and leaving with no traces