Nothing saddens me more than to witness a soul in the throes of desperation, trying to find significance in the eyes of those that lack the faculties to appreciate the effort, let alone the beauty. Acceptance of self and a minuscule dose of optimism is all that stands between you and a life worth living.

An Old Story

Strange that I did not know him then. That friend of mine! I did not even show him then One friendly sign; But cursed him for the ways he had To make me see My envy of the praise he had For praising me. I would have rid the earth of him Once, in my