Sunday, March 3, 2013

What Love really means?

Love?

 "Dear God, 
             won't you please send someone who would love me..." (JJ Heller, 2010)

Dear God,

What is love?
Is love a responsibility?
I know is a commitment, but would it be so blind?
I'm afraid of you, yet you are kind.
I tried my best, to give you all that I am.

I do not really have friends, and life's a bore.
Many cared only of what is convenient.
They could not give a hand and reach out my troubles.
I wouldn't blame them, because is my own trouble.
But its strange, because they say my trouble adds into the mystery.
In a reason, I have changed not in their expectation.

I am jealous.
I really am.
Nothing  I say would give an ignition to my peers.
Because I am not good looking or a social expert.
I'm an outsider, always will be.
I am always kind, often too kind.
In the back, I talked nice of them,
and in turn, they were blessed with many friends.
They were blessed, and I was forgotten.

At home, life is like a civilized jungle.
Everyday, I faced competition.
There were never really peace.
Because of the mistakes, my parents made,
I as the eldest and their bloodline, must carry the pain.





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