A Pure Soul
I recognize your soul today. Your eyes they pierce through any films you want to create to cover up what you see around you. Everywhere I go, the people all look for the things they want to see. Whether it be a kinship, a rival, or a leader. I’m ready to share my story and I want to ask if you will be my anchor keeping me in the present. They will assume pity, comfort, or understanding as ways to respond; can I rely on you to seek only the truth so that I may not stay from this obstacle please? I trust them but I do not trust human tendencies.