No matter how it is presented,
Or how it is supposedly justified,
Hypocrisy is one of the ugliest human traits.
So, what do you do when you’re the hypocrite?
The filth and poison being released into the world,
Is a burden you’re responsible for creating.
I knew most any trust I’d even imagined to possessing had been broken,
But I didn’t intend to forget what trust was altogether.
Unfortunately, I believe it happened because it just made things easier.
When the face you hate seeing most is your own,
You look only when required;
And make haste otherwise.
I’ve really done it this time,
And this is the oddity of mistakes.
Whence you’ve recognized you’ve lost your way,
It doesn’t always mean you need to discover a new path.
You may have run out of all resources possible to have and need to rest,
You may backtrack and seemingly digress;
But never, should you ever, give up and surrender.
I want to desire to trust others again,
But I believe must learn how to trust myself first.
How and why should I expect to trust people I’m around occasionally,
If I can’t be bothered to trust the person I am and will be for all time?