My Conclusions
Was too quick to conclude
When alone was truly how he felt
Was too quick to judge
When he done gave and couldn’t keep
Was just too quick
Too quick to realize he was aching more than he portrayed
Truth is, strong was the option left on his list of do’s
Selfish is far from what he is
Unknown is depth of the cut on his wounds
And how dare I call him a narcissist when life led him to be
How dare I be a saint in an ocean of sins
Life was never kind to him how dare I demand him kindness
Love never loved him so how dare I demand him love
He can’t give what he doesn’t know
That should’ve been my conclusion
Copyright © Bernice Makotanyane | Year Posted 2019
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