being kind and caring a reason to feel tall
why then does my reason for living get tested ?
turning thy tentative nature of I am, in to small
Satan is not part of my soul yet evil invades
it enters every orifice through any hole
destroying my inner peace, is its devilish goal
I feel that death is the answer to overthrow
Why can’t I be happy being me, living life happily
it sycophantically destroys the person I wish to be
a loving person surrounded by fragility
emptiness is denying my virtuality
To feel love and to give love is everything
to believe within love we can win
ignorance is my only bliss, in thought
everything can be cured with a hug and a kiss
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