so... if I'm a puppet?

I am learning
to accept the persons as they are not as I want them
no matter how many times they disappoint me
no matter why they forsake their ideals
no matter how many times they hurt with words or actions
no matter what…

I am learning
to read the hidden messages between the superficial words
between the lines
through the soul
the unseen possibilities for everyone.

I am learning
to hear the disguised anguish
the hidden solitude
the simulated joy
the faked smile
the pain in the bottom of each heart
the grudges that have been cultivated with time
by walls of silence and self-pity.

I am learning
to see and to forgive,
but...
what must be forgiven?
who must be forgiven?
my place is beneath all of this… (I am at the heart of the problem)

"I'm not better than you,
will you forgive me?"
__________________________________________________________
Edited by Rose Lachenhild