All I do is act on my passions and they call it sin.
All I do is tell the truth and they call me a hypocrite.
All feel is pain and sorrow and they call it love.
All I do is pour my heart out to empty pages and they call it poetry.
– Benito Behar
HT to Deepa for this lovely quote/poem. I couldn't uncover very much on this person, so any information would be helpful.
Tagged: Benito Behar, love poetry