Better not tell me I’m beautiful.
I’ll steal your beauty away.
Better not tell me I’m worth it.
Those feelings only apply for today.
Better not tell me I’m lucky.
You don’t know what I’ve been through.
Better not tell me I’m great.
But it’s an empty compliment, nothing in comparison to you.
Meanwhile you withhold edification and esteeming those you envy.
You’re too naive to give anything away, even though you’ve got plenty.
It must be so hard sitting at the top of the throne.
Though you’ve created many enemies.. you cry because you’re alone.
Better not love your neighbor.. none as deserving as you.
But without love life is empty.. you know this to be true.
We’ve all done things to go out of our way to be hateful. To never give ourselves. But life without these things are futile. Never ending well.
I loved you with an everlasting love he said. And then he taught you how. But the only way to do this… is to shatter our pride and bow.
You lose nothing from lifting others. I hope you learn this in the end. You gain everything as you lay this one life down for a friend.
Jp circa 2025.



















