You. I apologize for all of the strive I have forced you to endure. Sometimes you can be envious -- always wanting what you are not meant to achieve. Still, you are splendid with your light. I thank you for refusing to die out on me. You are what keeps my eccentricity on a radiant standard. Thank you. I amend you for always striving for what is best; Competition is difficult, but you seize to slow in your movement. Thank-you for being fueled by compassion. Whether it be by compassion for the Earth; the human race; Or even by that very naturally sweet scent that is repugnant from your skin. Thank you. I adore you for wanting coffee with your sugar, for actually being able to appreciate the female body without feeling ashamed. You are realistic, goal-oriented. Although sometimes you can be influenced negatively by those around you -which inevitably results in your being a paradox-, Thank-you. You are beautiful. I am absolutely beautiful.
As of late, I have been neglecting my natural needs as a human-being. It has come to the point where I cannot except anything that I deem can better me -- and that is anything but acceptable.