• Read the poem but this time there's no song to listen to •
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the law of being kind
i don't hate you, but i don't like your actions. i'm tired of the same scenes, but i don't want you to leave. i hold on even when i'm bleeding, because i don't want to ruin "our" fun.
you ruin my mask, pulling onto the deepest chains. using my insecurities as a monster, making me feel ungrateful. lost without understanding it, crying but angry at the same time.
then you left me all alone, i did beg for you to stay. but it was all in the past, nothing changes in the future. i'm biting my own wounds, until it bleeds all over again.
it's been like this for thousand years, might be millions, billions, or unending. then i heard the rusty gate creaks, revealing a shadow that is not yours. i tried to scare them away, haunting them with my own fears.
they stayed and even listened, i told them i am suffering because of them. they said my enemies are much closer, i wrecked my whole space. trying to put an end to all of my sufferings, until i realized, there's no place to hide.
i tried turning off the switches, but they keep turning it on. even with this empty spaces, they could turn it homey. i wonder what is their intentions, why are you so nice?
they can't stop being kind to me, and i can't be harsh to them. i hate me for trying to hurt them, but they love me because they understand. 101 ways i tried to dissappear, 1001 reasons they gave me to appear.
i let them in carelessly, i tear down my own brick of walls. expecting i would be out of blood, but i actually filled with emotions. they said why are you so negative? when the world is not even an opposite.
i usually felt their touch, but this time i had two. i usually only hear one voice, and now there's someone echoing back. they usually are the one who gave efforts, but this time i want to try too.
it's not easy when i try to adapt, then they let me in one secret to be kind. the law of being kind, only works for those who wants to try. even for him, her, them, and you, can come from outside and inside.
the earth is a cruel place, it's cruel enough and you don't have to. be kind to yourself, because they've been there since beginning. let your insecurities down, or you'll hurt that beautiful you of yours.
you can't give hatred to me, why should you give hatred to you then? i can't hurt your heart, why should i hurt my own? if i simply don't need to do it, then i don't have to.
let the outside hurt my being, the inside should be my support system. i don't know you enough, but i know me very well. i want you to be happy with me, the happy me is what you want, right?
everything of you is perfection, but you don't have all the time to be perfect. everything of me is imperfection, but everything is different in any views. i don't need to know and i fall for you, i fall for you because i want to get to know you.
the law of being kind, don't hold onto the painful wounds. let it heal and turned into scars, it'll give you stories and lessons to remember. there's no place for hatred here, time will give you more relevant things.
being kind is a law of mine, i do it for others or for me.
i can be selfish for me or for others, solely because of the lines i set.
not too much and not too little, and it's okay if i'm a beginner.
i'll learn, the law of being kind.
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inspired by thoughts on feb 11 2021 it's a poem without any rhymes, just a piece that will remind me that i should be kind for me like others are kind to me and be kind to others like how i want the same from them.
