Peeping over at Me, I see...

What You peeping at? I see You glaring! Fascinating! You think?
Come stoll with Me then. Don't hesitate! Why are You here then?

Drifting back and forth I may romp. Posing as though I have the Master
plan to expel all corruption that surrounds My realm. 

Not so! Only the Power to over come is what I stand for.
Emotions swing high, then fall to a low point. Only to repeat the
cycle over and over again.

Searching for Direction, that will except My affection, without any
motives to plot against Me.

Don't hate on Me, because what You see, is My truth and what You
give off is eruptions of the pain You were dealt.

Pity! I can not give. Compassion I will feel. Take advantage of Me, then I
suggest You regonize, that My Smile just might mask the Smile I sport. Have NO
doubt. That when You truely see Me pout. That I'm in the Spirit, gaining
strength to hold on through the pain.

Knowing that all My holding on won't be done in vain.

I've acknowledged long ago. That I can not stand up to EVIL all alone.
Instead!Y I will LIVE to see the light inside of Me, shine ever so brightly.

For I am Blessed and Highly favored and try as many have. That can't be taken away from Me.