Wed, 04/09/2014 - 02:27 -- Centia

Seventeen years of observing others

Seventeen years of sitting in a corner.


Just watching form a distance or nearby

To the point you start to understand.

Understand others and their action

Some being good and others bad.


Because when you truely understand others

You also understand what makes them strong

And what makes them weak.

Then you start to love them 

The way they love themselves.


So for once

Stop using others weakness

And understand

Because won't you want someone else to understand you too.

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