Paint your sky in the colour you choose.
Decorate it with the patterns you choose.
Compromise it in the way you choose.
Add defects that beautify your creation.

A broken heart symbolises newly gained intellect and maturity.
Your impurities define your beauty.

What if beauty was preserved?

Will it still carry the same significance?
Will preservatives slur her growth?
Will she still become who she was destined to be?
Will her natural beauty be enough to deny any need of preservation?

Society continually asks about relationships;
How many you've had, how many you've faked.
Society constantly asks about affection;
Whether you've expressed affection or not.

Society never asks how many times love lead to heartbreak;
What you undeservedly deserved.
Society never asks if you're okay;
Whether you're living positively or whether you feel like just another brick in the wall, waiting to be vandalised and demolished.

Our knowledge is like a two edgéd sword, it can be used appropriately or be a threat to our very existence.

If only we could explore;
the skies,
the stars,
the moon,
the sunrise,
the sunset,
and our lives.

Together.

If the stars can shine independently,
If the sun can burn independently,
If the earth can orbit independently,
If outer space can operate alone,
If everything natural needs no partner why do you?