Projected views, often perceived,
by those who practice to deceive.
They find positive to be fake,
while promises are vows that break.

Cynical thoughts form from their past,
thinking good times could never last.
They look my way, think I’m the same,
but do not know what lights my flame.

I know my heart and how I feel,
my way is always true and real.
I never play an act for gain,
the me inside likes to ease pain.

I am aware truth brings dismay,
so sad kindness is viewed this way.
I feel that life can be too short,
and do not want to hold remorse.

I have seen bad weigh more than good,
I’ve seen them both misunderstood.
I am no angel but try to be,
my inner love likes to fly free.

I do not like to be misjudged,
am guided by an inner nudge.
I like to turn wrongs into right,
so it can spread bright love and light.

– Grace Y. Estevez- Reddy

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  1. That last line is deeply breathtaking!!! This whole piece is simply divine. What an empowering message spoken in such a lovely way. Spectacularly done, my dear Grace πŸ–€πŸ€—

  2. Wow, such a positive, lovely poem! β€œI am no angel but try to be,
    my inner love likes to fly free” beautiful line!
    This poem reflects your beautiful soul πŸ’–

  3. I am no angel but try to be..very inspiring, Grace. You have very well weaved your emotions into select words. πŸ‘ŒπŸ’πŸ’–

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