Level

To test my strength at heart
You'd have to see that through my art
I revel in the bitter tart
Of sadness and destructive parts

In my mind I see the ways
Of those who live day to day
And all who try to look and say
They want some part of them to change

This level of compassion will
Find its way in a world stood still
A love that we could reproduce
To other people just like you