But That's How I Am...
But that's how I am
I'm trying to do the right thing, but somehow it never seems enough...
It feels a bit like, “Always late and never too early.”
I'm trying to live as it should,
But there's always someone with a pointing finger to disturb my peace.
Who knows how to “praise” my shortcomings.
Why does a human always have to point that way at the other?
Is it to know that they are better in that particular area?
Is it because they choose something and I don't?
Is it because they expect me to act equally?
You know... I look at my own heart and thoughts.