Compassion

What drives the need for compassion,

Rise above yet I still let it happen,

Resolved to only focus on brightness,

Cracks in armor rend weak deny this,

No expression a stern poker face,

Illicit emotion cast away this place,

Keep your chin to the sky good to live by,

Even when the demons cling onto the lie,

I was once told I had a fake laugh,

Better to try on my own behalf,

I'd rather make the attempt than sorrow stupor,

I'd rather make amends than deliver crueler,

I don't ask for help I won't talk about myself,

I'd rather ask you what's wrong help you off that shelf,

I'd rather ignore what's happened before,

For compassion is something I choose to give,

Even if it's foreign for me to live