You cant say you're a nice empathetic Person.
Serving trauma for pity manipulation.
A wolf in sheep clothing
A stain of self loathing.
I guess a body in the dirt 
justifies your feelings being hurt.
Old words contradict sincere sympathy. 
The image you take is disguised tragedy.
One thing for sure, you have passion.
Causing me to change my morals.
Rushing plans with no buckle to fasten.
Putting hope ahead of any goals.
Now i'm the one that's so terrible .
Should've known for being attacked. 
The care i showed must have been unbearable.
Get real. You denied my help just in fact.
Getting away with so many lies whisper
"Ego, your brilliant in my eyes."
When inside its shame full cries
Of the potential your heart implies .
Though my word value 
Is apparently immune to you.
The important thing is 
It ideal timing for irrational decisions 
It's seemingly the last look of what i say.
By the way repeated problems portray
A blind ego that conveys 
the solution is always the same.
Be careful in that sake,
Because in a way...
I'm excited of such compelling fate.