Looking Bright

The whispers of the mind are where the truth is stored, Sometimes we speak them but not of our own accord, One’s own evil may not be explained, Words are spoken and friendships are strained, Regret fills the soul and love for yourself is lost forever, Which is why I must endeavour, So be kind and pleasant and love thy neighbour it’s been told, Phrases like that cannot be argued with and try to uphold, Passage of kindness and trust is challenging to find on this earth, We experience life altogether and we only receive one joyful birth