They see my kindness and they think I am weak. They see my stature and they think I am meek.
But my foundation, I will not let them shake. My spirit, only I can break. But let me tell you. You need to understand. I will never accept defeat.
You can be assured that I will take that leap. I have let fear saturate. I have let negative thoughts overtake.
I am still here. I still smile. I still see beauty in people. I am an optimist a heart, I hope that there is some good left.
What is good? We all know “good” people.
Those angels who barely speak an ill word of anyone. Those people whose kindness have no bounds.
I have a met a few of these, but it is the harm wishers that I fear.
I do not want to shut out any good people due to my paranoia of the bad.
I just do not want to see damage done to the only heart I’ll ever have.
So blow, by blow, I’ll take because meeting someone good is worth the ache.