Sometimes I do not want to boast.
Sometimes I do not want to make things obvious.
But some will forget that I made the move.
But some will not take note that I made the shift.
Do not forget that what made you decided to change is through me.
Do not forget that when you fall I was the one to look up for you.
Repaying me with isolation will make me remember your debts.
Remember your past but the process of healing made you isolate my helping hands.
People call this pride overwhelmed me.
People hate me because I have pride.
When you hate a person aren’t you not pride?
When start judging me aren’t you not pride?
Who set the standards that is at fault?
Who has the authority to say who is at fault?