Covered in a bouquet of flowers,
only I could give them a hug
a peaceful and chaotic one
warm and cold one
messed and cleaned one
yes, the imperfect one
As I was the soul underrated
being asked and given to
hidden and seeked
loved and hated
Between the swirls of windy dust
through the chuckles of soft laughter
above the night sky with heavy clouds
within the depths of oceans,
I was there like a soul underrated
I stood there like a beautiful mess
mixed with flavours and fragrances
a dilemma it was for me,
as I was the soul underrated
Everything in one frame
like the finest shining diamond
in a dirty muddy ground
a soul straight from heaven and hell
a soul of now and then
a soul here and there
a soul with love and hate
Now into the eternity and infinity
disapeared forever,
for I was the soul underrated.