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My Compassion

My compassion visited me today I welcomed it into my home And asked how was their day My compassion told me How wonderful it was He told me of the people He was able to help Of the people he forgave The patience he showed Then my compassion looked to me And asked what about me? And I told my compassion I had a rough day That I didn’t like what I saw in the mirror today That I didn’t feel like I accomplished much That I feel like I let down the people around me every day That I just felt like a failure with no hope And my compassion looked at me With rage in his face He told me to get over it and stop being such a wimp and to man up and do the hard things in life cause no one is going to help you do it. That no one will ever truly like you or be successful. My compassion never did like me he never did have the time to listen to my day He was always out there saving other people's day My Compassion never treated me the same way.

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