To know my heart is to know I do not close as easily as I open;
I am much more profound than this.
I dislike how fragile this sounds, yet
I disregard the matter and seek the next critical moment;
Blaming the past, afraid of the future, and ignoring the present–
My weakness is not that I feel too much, or maybe it is?
My weakness is much more profound than this.
I do not claim a weak soul, only sadness and regret;
Regretting my past, and living in disguises,
Yet, hope and faith and love are not its compromises,
They are only the root of my deep regret and sadness.