I ain't worried about what you saying to me,
It's more about what you ain't saying,
Those private thoughts are the most dangerous,
Be mindful of those private thoughts,
Never know what one is truly thinking,
What they saying ain't what they really think of you,
You can't trust others when it comes to the truth,
But them lies can give you comfort.

Don't cuddle with them lies too close,
Lies aren't true so don't get comfortable,
Just because it feels good,
That don't mean it's good for you,
What feels good ain't good for you,
I rather you hurt me with the truth,
Than comforting me with your lies.

Heed not to the words of the world.
And heed not to the wavering mind.
Heed only to the majestic hand of life,
Kneel only to the solemn love of God.

Love not the glamour of youth.
Adore not the glittering dreams it gives.
Believe in one simplistic life
And make it divine as long as you live.

Live not like the common stock of people.
Live not like the worst of their outcasts.
Live like the ones who run away,
Never to return and never to see again.

-The Silent Poet