Free of knives, simply observing

Try to find what's caused this swing

States of mind all triggered by feelings

Without whys, just let it ring



Every judgment made wears the tragic face

Of unmet wants and needs

There's a toy dropped in the stairs

And it waits till we trip on its trail



Ask me like a song

Sweet and gently rhyming

With heart and words aligning as one

If you'd only ask me as a song

Truth would seem closer

Effort merging with will

Then to something build...



Empathize, look for a feeling

In your eyes there's probably pain

Recognize, and free it from thinking

State your desire in simple strains



What inspires us all is the vulnerable man

Who needs our opening hearts

There's compassion in the air

Only waiting for someone to share...