Why am I so Naive?
Why do I wear my heart on a sleeve?
Why do I think everyone is good?
Even though I know believing is no good?
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Why do I cry
When someone is mean?
Why?
Why?
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Why do I care
if a stranger yells
causing my stomach
to ring a thousand bells
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My daughter tells me
Most people are bad
But if I believed it
I think i would go mad.
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So Why am I surprised
when a stranger
tells me I cause drama
when all I was doing
Was to try to stay put of danger?
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Can you tell me?
Why?
Why I still believe in good?
even when I know
I no longer should?
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I have been raped and beaten
and locked in doors
yet my belief in people
never washed upon the shores.
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yet here I am
sobbing through my pain
wondering what
this person had to gain
To make me feel so bad!
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I am so da*m sad
I can’t even be mad
~
Than I think
no wonder I have no friends
if everyone is mean in the end?
No Mia Stop this ride!
does anyone know why I hide?
~
I think I don’t care anymore.
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Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 
My husband and I have the same conversation all the time. I choose to believe that most people are good, while he believes most are bad. Thus, I tend to give people a chance while he makes them “prove” they are trustworthy. I do believe, however, that you can’t be too naive, though, especially if you know your radar doesn’t work well on detecting BS from people. Then you have to figure out why you can’t read people right. Also, the best predictor of future behavior is past behavior, so if someone screws me over once, most likely they will do it again, and I won’t trust them. Your poem is so heartbreaking because it shows how an abusive past can really mess up your ability to know when to trust people.
bless your beautiful heart. huggggs 🙂
Hey, I think it’s because everyone has the potential to be kind and do good, but everyone has the potential to be cruel and do bad… and it’s a tension that believing always in one extreme or the other alone will lead to hurt or bitterness… :S I’m so sorry because there is really no need to be mean is there, and somehow even though I shouldn’t care it seems so offensive when a stranger goes out of their way to be unkind…. there’s just no need… anyway. Don’t loose faith in people, we are all bad but we can all be good too. :] xx
I feel the same way. No-one has a right to abuse us. And, we all have a right to feel that we are worth so much more. Your pain is real and raw. (((Gentle hugs)))
Thank you so very much for everything.
Big hug back!
You really hit my emotions with that writing ,I felt like holding you in my arms and cuddling you , the emotions in that writing were so raw
I hope the past is the past and your writing releases the pain
Big cuddle Princess
Ian