There are things I can do, and things I can't.
I can ask for a drive, but I can never ask for money.
I can ask for help, but I can never ask for mercy.

I can ask to lower the volume of voice,
But I can never ask an honest man to shut up
Because he is telling the truth!

There are things I can accept, and things I can never do.
I can accept an excuse when being abused.
I can accept a right word at a right time, at a right place,
But I can never accept a grown up man, telling lies in my face.

There are things I can endure, and things I can never do.
I can endure pain, humanly possible to bear,
But I can never endure the strain of deserted love,
Leaving painful marks on my face.

I can endure endless waiting in queues in stations and shops,
But I can never endure waiting for the return of days,
lost for ever, without solace in their wake.

There are things I can understand, and things I can never do in full.
I can understand when love is gone and is nowhere to be found,
But I can never comprehend people's efforts at justification of infidelity and a blank space in its place.

I can undertsand a behavior on impulse, causing damage and hurt,
But I can not comprehend how virtues can be substituted
by evil deeds, causing pain to soul.

I can think of many ways of finding companionship, but I can't think of parting with love, leaving nothing in its stead,
ruining life, causing a major damage and pain.

I can think of remembering and cherishing past, but I can't think of forgetting past altogether,
though it may be the only possible solution in a sense.

I can welcome being overjoyed when meeting with old love,
But I can't welcome bearing grudge against it,
sweet memories being the only comfort in the end.

This is my credo, this is in what I believe, this is my faith,
Experience taught me to abide by the rules of heart not pain.