"Who's Inside?" by D. Young, 2007

[Janet Harrington]

Every eye sees it's own special vision
Every ear hears a most different song.
In each man's troubled heart,
An incision would reveal a unique, shameful wrong.

Stranger fiends hide here in human guise
Than reside in the valleys of Hell.
But goodness, kindess and love arise
In the heart of the poor beast, as well.

In every mind lies an idea of perfection,
As the heart craves for acceptance and affection.
We tend to take first choice,
Without even a prologue or an objection.

Some people speak unconsciously,
Without regard or reason.
Seeking a treasure not found,
With no obiligataion and not appeasing.

How do we determine who's wrong or right?
I don't know, I'm in darkness, I need light.
All I can say is follow your heart and
Hope it leads to eternal life.