TheyAre

I just must have 
A Jesus complex loving 
Men who turn out
To be my enemies 
Oh if I have 
Learned one thing in
My old silly life 
Is that most things 
Are the same whether 
Inside or out that
What things show you 
Is what they are
And not what I 
Hoped they are or 
What they might become 
Some things simply are 
And those that aren’t 
Soon will be that
Thing that they are