Who am I

By MD Fakruddin S

Who am I

Just a person or a consolation prize

It's every time a good friend

But never………. (companion) I overdo it too

A dustbin at which stuff is thrown

But never even given a thought of being cleansed

Why should I care, who am I to

Why does it have to be me every time

Why cannot I be selfish

They don't give a damn

Not even spend a miniute for me

Why would they, I'm just a robot to them

They only know to use me

Even though I know , I am (being used) ,I still go ahead

Just so that they wouldn't face the same as me

It's never I want u, it's every time I need you

I guess I'm still in search ,of a miracle

I try to search myself in everybody, but its just a impossibility

It is all the time about the faces but never the inner truth

At last it's a just a deep breath and acceptance to the facts

What if I find one, nope you'll be ditched again(my brain whispered)

By MD Fakruddin S