You might think,
being a nice person,
as kind as I can manage to be,
is ‚cause I‘ m stupid or naive.
It’s not! It is a relief,
in a world that is often too much to handle and feel.
In a place where everyone seems to have forgotten
what the substance is of ‚we‘.
It’s not treating someone elses heart like shit
and let them wounded lay on the ground and watching them bleed.
Putting daily effort
in improving caring skills
is a conscious decision,
not to participate in that behaviour, not wanting to be part of this.