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I'm The Problem


I preach love, I teach love

So why can’t I be love?

Why does my heart judge

Someone I know nothing of?

 

I think I’m insightful

But my heart is too frightful.

To one I’m delightful,

To the next I’m  too spiteful.

 

I think I know it all,

Proven wrong by my falls.

So silently back I crawl,

Trying to hide my flaws.

 

If I could change anything

I would change myself.

The log in my eye

Hides any spiritual wealth.

 

I must change myself

In order to change the world.

I must love every and all peoples

Like I love my little girl.

 

I must do my part,

I’m the only place change can start.

If I don’t fix my heart –

I can never be love,

I can never not judge,

My anger won’t budge,

My fear will be a crutch,

 

And I can’t change the world.

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