The fight inside us, is never ending, both of them try to dominate my life and how I live
The same fight is going on inside of you - and inside of every other person too
I too have felt a great hate for those that have taken so much
With no regret for what they do, we hate them
But the hate we send them - only hurts us in the end
It is like taking poison
And wishing they
Would die
Two wolves inside. One is good. He stands for love. He is free
He lives in harmony, with all around him, and does not take offense when none was intended
He will only fight, in the right way, he stands for love
The Evil Wolf's appetite can never be satisfied. In order to feel
He fights everyone,
Fight
With all this anger and hate he can't think straight
How will we know which wolf will win this?
How will we know that we have some control?
Is there any hope?
Please tell me
It's hard to live with these wolves inside me
Both of them dominate everything I do with my life, Which one wins? Which one wins?
One is good and does no harm. But the other wolf cannot think because the hate is so great
So I ask him, which one wins, he looked at me, and he said
The one you feed, the one you feed