I think I've found my calling,
Maybe I'm wrong, am I falling?
Right into the trap with the bait?
Distracted by all the fake love and forced hate?
What if my heart says I'm supposed to fix it all?
Does everyone feel like they were gifted with a reason to call?
The bluff is so deceptively truthful,
Streams of White lies by the mouthful.
I believe I'm here to turn the frowns upside down,
Here to be a guiding light, not messing around.