They always do the same
Never let me feel
And always took me wrong
And,
I, as always, do the same
Cry
And cry all over again
Blaming myself again
And they always think
Actually,
They had a thought of me
That says,
I am the bad one
And I can never be laudable
They have this misunderstanding
That,
I get jealous over them
That I am covetous
And,
I am the envious one
Who is always green- eyed
And from within
There are thoughts of emulous
Feelings, Dwelling
But the truth is,
A big no
Man! I am not like that
What you perceive me
They are mistaken
As always
And whenever,
I do something
They blame me for no reason
I love them
So as they do
And,
I know it very well
But, Its done
I don't want Tabish
To breakdown
Always
I want her to grow with it
And, stay calm with it
Love herself
Among this hatred
Why will she always suffer?
Why should she endure
All these ill feelings?
She is born to be happy
And live in peace
And she deserves it
And will attain it
Eventually
For evermore
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