There are people who cross your way,
Some talk and some stay.
I like nothing but the vibe,
Even if it is the Lord or a gay.
Who said you to define me?
I am not straight as a ray,
She is a colour of everyday.
It is not always about love,
Sometimes eyes speak and body is at sleep.
People hide and I don't want myself a change.
Some are born to understand the pain.
They have a whole world inside one body,
And you call them a shame.
Thats how I and you are,
Vibes like same to same.