When do we stop making excuses for people
Letting their pasts and parents
Explain why their hearts aren’t as warm
Where do we draw the line between
Who someone is
And who they can become
You can’t erase someone’s scars and
You can’t give them the love
That should have come from a parent
You can’t go back
And nurture them as a child
Or teach them the importance of empathy
When do we realize as a lover
That a person will only change if they decide to
And that it is not our job to fix them
Instead of working to re-shape the person I want
I will find the man who knows who he is
Who knows kindness and has grown from his pain
And someday I will raise the man
That no woman will have to make excuses for