We all,

are broken pieces, trying to complete a puzzle.

are broken bones, trying to fix those dislocated arms and legs.

have been bruised.

are craving for one more chance to start over and rewrite an ending or two.

We are not perfect.

Yet we are not alone.

For we all are the same.

You and me.

Me and you.

We share the same suffering and pain.

You are me and I am you,

Us.

Dear friends...

Of the past, present, and future..

We don't need to keep on hurting each other.

I know,

Sometimes it ain't easy.

Sometimes it pulls us apart.

But,

We are devils at the same time we are angels.

And through our own suffering we can understand each other.

It is in my imagination,

A hope to see the day when you can be you and I can be me.

Hand in hand with each and everyone.

to lift each other up.

to bring back the fire to each other's eyes.

I believe that one day,

When you can be you and I can be me.