THE COLORLESS STARS
We come from a project we can't understand,
Born of random stars, lost in shifting sand.
Taurus, both born under similar stars,
Both having spent our lives changing those scars.
THE WHITE LIE
We can't find happiness, but we can't explain
To others we don't want it—just a word, just a chain.
Needed by most, but the meaning's unclear,
We chase after shadows, we run from our fear.
Colorless stars, burning in the night,
We search for meaning in the absence of light.
White lies and grey choices, we carry the scars,
We come from nowhere, from random stars.
THE WHITE LIE
We can't find happiness, but we can't explain
To others we don't want it—just a word, just a chain.
Needed by most, but the meaning's unclear,
We chase after shadows, we run from our fear.
Colorless stars, burning in the night,
We search for meaning in the absence of light.
White lies and grey choices, we carry the scars,
We come from nowhere, from random stars.
THE GREY CHOICE
We became the guiding light for someone else's plan,
Forced to obey, never asked who I am.
No empathy given, no interest in me,
Still I burn brighter, refusing to flee.
Colorless stars, burning in the night,
We search for meaning in the absence of light.
White lies and grey choices, we carry the scars,
We come from nowhere, from random stars.
THE BLACK ACCEPTANCE
We push past our limits, for those that we love,
Pretending to lead, but the truth's far above.
A reason to wake, to fight, to survive,
No need for revenge—just the will to stay alive.