(I didn't think kindness could peel away
at the sunburnt layers of my heart).
Two gentlemen opened heavy metal doors
for me this morning. Why did it shock me?
A stranger's car backed up in order for
me to make my turn in time. Why did it touch me?
People aren't as cruel as I perceive them to be,
maybe I've let down myself too often
that I doubt others could be selfless or I,
a deserving recipient.
Is society really driven by self-centeredness?
I'm convinced not, now...
