They called me a liar, because I lied to make them happy
Then they asked me to be honest,
Only to be regarded as sharp-tongued later
When I gave my opinion, they passed gossips that I judged a lot
I became a fighter, when I tried to argue my stance
When I became patient out of choice, they considered me to be useless
They called me a stalker, when I tried to participate in their activities
When I stopped, they called me lazy
When I ate more food to gain weight, they cursed me because I remained puny
When I stopped being voracious, they scolded me, because they thought I was dieting
When I shared my happy times, they tagged me as a show off.
When I stopped, they called me secretive
When I fell sick, they thought I was pretending
But when I was hearty, they wished I fall sick.
When I ignored them, they called me jealous
When I out did them, they called me a wannabe
There was nothing I could do.
I decided to smile-it-out, deaf-ear-it-out and blind-eye-it-out
I didn’t bother to see if it worked because I was busy doing those three things that I lost their opinions in the air
And suddenly everything seemed fair
It is to what extent you care,
That decides the pleasantness of the world you share.
– R Dhanushikka✨