Your life and my life can not assimilate together,
there is a gap of you and me.
Only we can unite,
but he is still a he,
and she is still a she.
One thinks I am not bad this way,
other thinks I am good this way.
He has his own needs,
she has her own desires.
One has lived in a colorful surrounding,
other has seen only black and whites standing on the gray lines.
One with the colors enjoys every color without sensing the peace of white or the filth of dark black.
one hailing from the gray area identifies both and wants to wander across the shades of colors holding the white in her heart and black tight under her fist.
There is no winner or looser,
its just about being yourself without loosing your faith.