Behavior
I am uncolorful andundecided sometimes,
but precocious in many ways.
Like a child my
heart plays melodies,
and the years don't
make me serious,
nor I feel old,
What I cannot reach does not
defeat me and what
I can reach, I do not touch.
I place myself where my
body does not belong,
to feel in flesh the agony
of many souls.
I am humble,
but not submissive,
brave but not stupid,
I have lack of cruelty,
but I can defend myself.
Many say I love too much,
but then I say
why not love, what is there
more than love
to defeat hate and war.
Too much love is
too much passion,
and passion makes my
world go round.
They say that and this of me,
and I say this and that ,
but the crude truth
is in the facts,
Love is what really makes
us all live the
life we wished,
for love is what it takes to break
the chains that keeps us
tied with hate,
pride, envy and all that
makes this world so cruel.
©ElenaToledo2009
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