Flawed

Thought I had a bent heart, only when few words fell on my ears,
Did I see it was rigid.
Open was all I about I spoke
Just to see the puffed up pride glaring into me.
Oh dear one! I swim in a sea of bountiful hearts instilled with you.
Not knowing the rock that I am while being with life
This anguished arrogance that I sway in
And the intense kindness that you are in many
Little is my window open to see your glory.
Know not a thing as I flow by
Yet this beat that is still hitting subtly,
still stupid to not feel
One or none, I just stand flawed in front of you.
Wondering if or when I will make my way through.