Is my heart compassionate?
Do I let you take control,or
Are you under Angers spell?
I find it within me, when I look deep in your dark chocolate swirls of eyes
Trembling deep into my soul,
"it's human nature" repeats in my head over and over again
Am I just telling myself that?
Does it make me such a bad person
When I am convinced that you deserve it
But then it echoes, forcing me to listen
I always know,whether I act like it or not, that it's based on my own feelings of hatred
Everyone has their reasons, sad or frustrating
I take my personal hate about everything I do
And take your inner self as my excuse
But I realize it's my fault,my own self-pity
It's your justice,my fault
I know you're mind is pure and innocent
I dream of finding the compassion, for everyone
But always remember, I have found some for you,no matter what they say
Namaste
Molly
