Tempered
 

Unclean hands, open before you

Holding truths I cannot share

You bare, no mercy to my misery

I am tempered.

I am bruised.

Unclear heart, unclear intentions

This is really what I'm vying for.

You tried, I failed

I am tempted I am abused.

Everything that is good in my world,

I hold carefully in your eyes -

But I cry and cry a million times

I am tainted.

I am misused.