Care

I am sure you recognize me as the girl who wiped your tears,
You look up to me when some tragedy nears .
I see all your messages of course I do care,
But when do I have time for I sit here counting my shedding hair.
I know you hate me and I know you aren’t reasonable,
Yet I see you crying at nights when life turns tables,
I see you with pity that you want me to show,
How sad is it that you think I don’t care anymore,
I wanted you to grow up and be there for yourself.
But things I say go in vain when I see you asking for help.
You stand at the edge of the cliff with that damn phone in your hand,
And your speed dial often ends up with people deep under the sand,
They aren’t what you need not like I haven’t said this before,
Try to live instead of seeking sympathy ,at least walk up till the shore,
To see what is beyond it ,while the ship is still in control,
Don’t try digging up things that are buried deep under this concrete floor.
Stop pushing me away ,stop blaming me for the problems that you create,
You will need me tomorrow , why am I the one who gets all the hate?
You think you are different and you deserve a special treatment,
To me you are no different from those who put me into a predicament.

I am sure you remember me ,the girl who always wipes your tears,
Yet you seem to want a hold on me like its one of your fears.
The loneliness that you bring while you can’t seem to grow out of it,
The social presence I carry for you ,that I know you won’t admit,
You fall each day not once but twice , you never seem to learn,
Clearly I am the one who is wise but I know its none of your concern,
Its sad every time I see you putting yourself down just for some attention,
When knowing your worth, will get you out of your depression.
Stop falling down so that ten others pick you up,
Stop being a mess and and crying just to fill up their cup.
Don’t come to me as I am inconsiderate of the eternal sadness you carry,
I have no advices or care left to show since you always get stuck in this valley.
I do not want to be there for you only when you are sad,
Just to get ignored from your parties since I am embarrassing for you to add.
I am sorry I don’t relate to you , or laugh with you in your happiness,
But I have never been a part of it, since you always come to me in pieces.
I hope you know that I am no more there,
I have lost count of my shedding hair,
Though I wish you find someone else to wipe your tears,
I know you won’t mourn a day when I lose to my fears.

~Ishani Jha