Another step, as uncalculated as life.

Darkness greets upon, as sharp as a knife.

Oh doom is all to see, as unwanted as a thief.

Trust no one, a tale as old as time.

But oh the joy that came, a fine green as lime.

Deserted the guilt once let free, a story as unclear as mime.

Steps that led to joy and sorrow, a life as same as the other

Invisible thorns taken gladly to the heart, a heart as strong as leather

Wonders we all learn to love, a whisper as light as a feather.

- Minha Mehrin