Forgive me if you will
I don't understand people
Even after walking in mazes
And wrecking the entire night's sleep
To decode their feelings real or reel.
When I assuage, they torment
When I am polite, they are mocking
When I am successful, they are unhappy
When I am broken, they are happy
I don't answer back and simply keep mum
Astounded by their inhumanity
O give me a rhinos' skin
To sheath myself from anxiety
And be non caring !!
Yet, I simply can't get off those thoughts
An ignoramus for sure am I
That's such a shame, o fie!
But I do understand other things
You name it...Books, animals and trees
The unspoken is sometimes better heard
Now what do ye call me
A fool, narcissist or a somnambulist ?