The design,
of self equipped treatment inside.
Bullet proof on the outside,
unaware of my inner strengths.

A gate of growth was opened.
That built a mind filled with silence,
constantly thinking without knowing the consequences.
But could create pieces and display them on each surface.

The gate,
constructed a face that rises other's to dismay.
If only if display me, a bad page.
But your heart will rise to the best of it's comfort,
when you treat others the same as your worth.

My hair represents liberty,
you choose how it should appear.
It shows your shade,
it fades when you let it disappear.
It also tells you how far you've gone,
whether short or long,
for that's where your story started.

Your body tells you transform,
Don't feel relaxed when it's on tension.
Shape determines function,
so let's get on our feet and fight back to normal.

Let the trend pass like genetic traits,
spread by the diversity of variation.
Let the offsprings pass it on to the next generation.
We are physically diverse,
but have you passed this on within your heart?
That scientifically shows we are equal,
so let no man put no doubt.
Hence explained, by the trend of time,
for everyone can know my design.