I just may be, too naive,
giving to seldom receive,
mixed emotions interweave,
confused by what I perceive.
Loving those known to deceive,
empty feelings never leave,
always try, never achieve,
forgot how to just believe.

Never doubt, born to believe,
destined to always achieve,
fulfillment will never leave,
laugh at what tries to deceive.
Life happens as I perceive,
good and better interweave,
feeling worthy to receive,
optimistic not naive.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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