Shame is a feeling I am familiar with
Anger is a feeling I have lived with
Envy is a feeling I still experience and share with shame
As with pride it is the same
I know all too well the crying game
As sadness rips my heart again
And bitterness takes control of me
Whilst I look at others in their glee as they glance and then look down on me
I have seen the cunning face of those people who will disgrace
My name my status my love and care, they enjoy it I swear, I swear
But they don’t know the love I have
The forgiveness I give when they’re bad
The joy I have when they say they are sorry
But not many do so it is a quarry
That many do not like to go and so they continue spreading woe
Because they can’t stand to be so deep
They’d rather forget and stay asleep
To the pain they cause and the harm and shame
They keep on repeating again and again
Some people learn and others don’t
Because it’s too hard so they won’t
But I have seen some better men
Who have changed their ways and turned to Zen
I have faith that not all is bad
This is why I smile when I am sad
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