They say trust
is innocent,
they call me naive
for lending things
and knowing I’ll get them back,
for asking for truthfulness
without checking for lies,
for believing someone when they say
they’ll keep my secret safe,
for giving a hand
and knowing I’ll get a thanks.
But if kindness is innocent,
and ‘oh so pure of me’,
then maybe that’s why
we keep ruining things.
Because of course I know the risks—
of course I’ve been betrayed—,
but I choose to ignore them
because empathy
is my thing.
So, if kindness is innocent,
then turn me into a kid.
For real, like. I lended something to a teacher once (a pencil for his computer) so he could do some online lessons with another student from a different year group, and one of my friends went “oh why’re you doing that, he won’t give it back”. And I was like ??? dude, if you have trust issues it’s not my fault. He’s a teacher, he’s gonna give it back. (He gave it back).