Who Am I (Introduction)
Ira, Ira xvii
Not a lot of people know who I am
That's for a reason
I am an entity of love and happiness
To define love and happiness is a paradox
When someone loves another, they put them through so much
It's not fair
The ironic thing is
When I love somebody
I never put them through anything
I only put myself through things
I love who I love unconditionally
Regardless of its toxicity to me
Regardless of how much it hurts
But the pain has to go somewhere
The pain can't just stay building up
Building up and up and up
It has to be exited from, from me
Or sometimes, I can take that pain
And transform it into something beautiful
Like a rose
Like you