Why have you continued and permitted,
Those negative comments said about you...
With such a tolerance?
Why not refute them as you should do.
Difficult and with stress it is,
To be an adult.
And live in an environment surrounded,
By old and aging excuse making children.
The convenience of manipulation,
Only provides temporary relief...
For the ones who believe,
They keep hidden their misdeeds...
One day you will realize,
You have become saturated with my love.
And like a sponge,
You have taken what I have given to you for granted.
I want your hands,
It isn't with ease,
A success accomplished is achieved.
Nor is one 'lucky'...
To experience with initiative AND sacrifice,
If it's needed,
Why await for it to come.
Who's going to have it done.
I remember a love that had been idealistic.
A love felt fresh and for me realistic.
And when I first realized what it was to touch,
I believed I was the only one to witness it as much.
I can not mend a fragmented World.
Nor can I fix those addicted to delusions.
I can only take my sincerity one step forward.
With the hope that step is respected,
I wouldn't wait from others to get motivation.
Or approve of what you do they will appreciate.
A need for this may come and done for you too late.
Eliminate that habit to procrastinate.