I was blind to see he did not care

I was blind to see he did not care
I was bearing love , was immature.
Friends were wise , they kept repeating
he was using me like milky cow.

I was childish then, so open.
I belived all people , my motto was naivety.
I was sharing gladly my bread with any stranger.
yes , was wrong sometimes , but did not mean it .

My heart's - stone now, a snake - my sister .
my blood's often cold , yet I have some rages.
wish I could accept that life is Beauty
but I've nourished evil in my Soul.