Well fear not, you're already witnessing it in this wretched world.
What's that? You still want to try and fix each person's flaws?
The task is impossible, let it be known that it's absurd.


Sure, she'll give you curses, hexes, you name them!
She'll even give you that false sliver of hope, which can make you flinch.
But don't you worry, once you embrace her, she'd be as precious as a gem.


What does being refined, cultured, or being conformed justify?
Those words trap colorful personalities, rendering your true self be worthless,
There's nothing wrong with being a baptisia among the red wave of roses...

Oh who am I kidding, of course I'm just making some things up, silly!