My mind is obviously a mind of its own.
My mind is convinced I am a manipulator.
I empathize greatly
I assure people I understand
and I try to change them because I see fault.
Is it wrong to try and make a person love themselves?
Is it wrong to distance them from hate?
I somehow feel wrong.
They have their excuses for hate
I have mine against it.
I still feel wrong
I don't know what this is.
My mind is convinced I'm terrible.