Its mine

Sometimes i wonder how can people be so sick.. how can individuals be so soulless.. how can others stand in each others faces and lie compulsively... Can we not go above this... Can man kind only continue to kill themselves one by one with no remorse just resentment... Must we feel jealous for things we don't have... I try day in and day out to humble myself to serve others as i would want to be served ... Truth is the more you give the more they take... Do you even need a hand to count those who would die for you... do you think a hundred lives would change your ways... Man will be man.. Woman will be woman... Humans will be humans.. But my soul is mine for the keeping... You can not touch it.. you can not shatter it nor darken it with your poison... Please hate me so i can love you and feel rewarded when i lay my head down.. call me lame call me plain call me stupid or crazy but always my soul will be the same..Free will remember.. what shall you chose.. to blame others or yourself.. surrender or lose..