Orange

Well, this is strange.

As strange as can be,

With me staring into my destiny.

I did not think it would be like this,

It seems so far away,

Like something I cannot reach,

Through a veil I cannot breach.
It is so...different than to what I want.
It is not better, or worse than my desires.
Nor is it like the dreams of selfish liars.
And to think I have to leave it behind,

For a life that I have been told to find.
It is not what I wish to do,

I wish to search, and to find you.
That is my destiny,

And what they say are lies,

And I wish it could be otherwise,

With me reaching into my life, and

Finally seeing that bright light,

which you are casting on the shadow of my love.
However, my pain shall continue, and my destiny shall rot.
The future, however beautiful,

Orange, it is not.