Truth is, if we want the same love,
Same kindness from others,
We have to be ready to give it back.
And the truth is no more simple than,
The fact that we’re all guilty of something,
But strength comes not when we accuse,
But when we find the will to forgive,
Because we see from above that,
We’re all redeemed, and that we’re saved.
I’m struggling to find this love, kindness,
And as the days go by, hope sinks within,
But these sparks that I suppress, keep me,
Alive, and I pray that one day I’ll find,
The reason to know why I’m still here.