Believe me,
You are not your thoughts
That ramble on inside your head
Nor your feelings and emotions
That drown you like a stormy sea
Nor your God given faith
Be it handsome like the moon
Or plain as an empty page
Who you are my friend,
Are your intentions
Your manners and your gestures
The goodwill that you emanate
Like the brightest sun that rose
Or the evil that you spread
Like the darkest night on earth