" it is when my parents compare me to my other siblings.
I'd try to be good! Why can't they see it?"
a tiny lady says,
" it is when people simply push me aside
due to the orthodox way of thinking.
Even when I'd work hard enough to deserve what I deserve!
How could they do that to me?"
a politician says,
" it is when I'd campaigned hard enough,
spending a fortune of time, sweat and greens,
so they could see how reliable I could be
as their future leader,
but in the end they turn their back on me!
How could they be so ungrateful?"
a teacher in a old school says,
"it is when I'm dead tired doing this and that,
running all around the place
to ensure the future generation received the best education,
until my true passion for the job that I do almost
dimmed and faded.
Can't the society see my pain?
Can't they understand nor care?"
a 'me' says,
" it is when I had worked hard enough,
be positive best enough,
and try to be patient long enough
that I hurt,
but not a single soul seems
to see or aware all that
and keep on demanding me to be something that I'm not.
How selfish could these people be?"
