This Problem of Mine

I have this problem, I can't seem to shake.

it's a battle which is constant-in my brain,

Although it's not a crime, this problem of mine.

It's time to open up and not sit in denial—it's time to confess.

I have been taken for granted,

given my energy away so loosely to those who couldn't fathom the

appreciation

Many times I have walked away to protect my peace of mind, but my

love held me back. I love you all so dearly but now I cut the ties.

The world is huge, but yet so small, We are intertwined, Universally—

cosmically beating as one. If only we all can wake up to see.

Love is All we need,

if we can't honor ourselves with that, then whats is

all this for?

I have this problem, I just can't seem to shake,

My problem is just a tiny speck of dust compared

to those who's witnessed real defeat.

I'll give love away so freely to even those who don't care, but let's face it

even though They don't understand, I will always be love.

That's without a doubt and that's the way it should always be.