When I felt left out, like an almost broken leaf,
All you could act, was like a totally ignorant deaf,
When I wanted to feel, your one gentle touch,
All you could say, was "I'm tired dude, too much!".
I shined all night, but dimmer than your stars,
But, you'll never tell them, right?
That, only this moon was there to fill your scars,
In, that dark and silent night.
Yes, this is way too much to be expected,
So, all of my overdone efforts, were easily neglected,
And I know, even little much of anything for you is bad,
I'm taken for granted but, still here with you and I ain't sad.
Because, they say expectations hurt you,
And, this not so uncommon fact was nothing new,
But they never elaborate who shouldn't expect a single thing,
Those who don't do anything, or those who overdo everything.
Everyone, ruin you unknowingly but, want to remain stainless,
They'll see them, and will replace you with them as priceless,
But yes, they'll get your support daily, like from a mattress,
And all you would be able to do, is crying out hopeless.
But yes, time will pass by,
You'll maintain your shape, atleast you'll try,
But they'll not allow you to remain,
And one fine day, to them, you'll not entertain.
Because, it's the so called rule of being far,
You'll always shine, but dimmer than her star,
And it's the so called rule of being close,
How touching might be his poems, they'll love your prose.