In forgiving others I forgive myself.
They are all good people and I’m too.
although my mother disagrees with me, I can still be tolerant.
Because I know I have made many mistakes too.
although my father is that strict when I’m a kid, I can tolerate him too.
They are also loving. I can’t hide my eyes and always put myself in hate. I shouldn’t do that. That is no good. I can’t hide myself in thinking only the bad side of them. I can still open my eyes for the wonderful lights in them.
No one is filled only with shortcomings.
I’m not too.
