,
You seriously think it’s the bad you’re deflecting
And that you never find the good you’re expecting,
But if the world and yourself were truly understood,
Surprise—you spend your life rejecting the good.
You think in a moment when you should ponder for an hour,
Losing beauty because you do not plan,
You seek out the sweet whose result is sour,
You miss the good woman, you choose the wrong man.
The light pours in and you shut it out,
The world is endlessly beautiful, but you see it not.
You thought you were sensitive, but look! you’re a lout.
Too late! Good was here! Now you hate yourself a lot.
Too late! Too late! You never understood:
It was you that was bad. And the whole world was good.
