just me


I know. We all know.The world is full of hurt and hate.

I want you to know I am kind enough to open the gate. I am kind and passionate. 

Now stop lashing' at that kid over there. Look at his poor, innocent stare. 

I will pick him up. I will show him joy to over flow his cup. 

Do you see what I do, as compared to you? 

Do you see what these people think of you?

They run from you. They know you are the world. 

I know. We all know. The world is full of hurt and hate.

Hey, I am the one they appreciate.



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