Good People
I'm not a raised right man
I can't change the past
my parents neglected the family
I can't change the past
my parents didn't teach me
I can't change the past
I suffered, I was in need without maturity to know
I can't change the past
I never knew to respect
I never was respected
in a poorly developed stateless mind
a moral bankrupt
weary of who to trust
I had great friends
who taught me how to be my own best friend
since my family never showed me love
I was without strength
I was incapable of love
I didn't know nothing about love
those memories of my first few friends
haunt me now about how it ends
how I could have been a better person
I could have lived by the golden rule
how I could have given them the best
of myself, I could have loved them
well from what I have taught myself about love
trouble is, I know what it's like to be loved from them
I know that the goodness in the human spirit
is something to live by
to give into & be apart of
to learn from
good people stay with you
all of your life
in your conscience
in your loving memories
in your soul
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