Empathy [Updated]
Empathy
During the
darkest nights I found myself weeping for
the ones silently tearing up in their bedrooms.
During the greyest storms I found myself caring for
the ones who have lost their loved ones and have walked through hell.
When my skies turned deep blue I found my tender spots for
the ones who have been suppressing their cries.
When my life fell apart I found myself lending my heart
to the ones who were heartbroken.
This is the same world where,
hate and empathy cost nothing.
What do you want to give out?
Who do you want to be?
- Some Fries, Some Poetry
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