In The End You Got Me

Friendship... up and down dips...

Why is it people you

speak to in their low,

start with -

"I got no one who cares"

but it is you who responds

beyond their hello,

which sounds calm,

then next minute they BLOW:

They can text

all their problems,

like a secretary getting

to the files bottom,

they will speak and repeat,

you give them a solution,

they get back at you

with the same problem next week,

guiding them to be strong,

but they are still sounding weak;

These days it sucks

to be a meek,

if I shall inherit the earth,

it will be raining

nothing but love & peace,

snowflakes and mountain

glaciers made out

of fruit flavored ice cream,

trees in every region,

so everybody can eat,

I myself having giving a couch

for people to sleep

and

find their dream.

Acting like the

"whole world hates me"

if you want such a vision,

than that's what you are

going to see,

why do you want people

to be blind to you?

Especially those who give

insight to your life,

because they too

will become a mystery;

But still wonder about you,

hoping you are O.K,

knowing they want to be close,

but it's best to keep away,

but will forever keep you in mind,

add you to their god box

when they give thanks and praise.

Help is scarce,

help can leave scars

that remind you

that your duty is getting done,

you were written by the stars;

My signs Leo,

compassion

by date of

constellation,

I guess it's my destiny,

I can't escape it,

I can save a few

as mush as

I want to save a nation,

but it's too hard with

sporadic emotions influenced by

radio and satellite

wave communication.

People make unbalance choices,

mused by uninspired voices,

reality makes you realize

whose really listening,

but you don't want to hear,

just borrow their ear,

no matter what they say

at that moment,

even good advice seems unclear...

How to clear this up?

I don't mind helping people,

but at times it becomes too much;

They get close,

then give you the ghost,

come back around

because they need you the most,

their need becomes a virus...

your compassion is a strong host,

but do not give too much before

you get an emotional overdose.

Remember before you convey,

say what you have to say,

but be mindful and ask about them,

knowing they may

not be having a good day,

at least you would know

you are not alone,

I may disguise it better,

but I too have so much rage;

but I construct it with the right

master builders,

those with experience and age,

we are all booked into this life,

but all on a different page,

we may not be able

to read each other

All the time,

the reason to communicate,

so when you think know

one is there...

there is and I will help

you elevate.

Author's Note

There may be some spelling mistakes, but the message is full all eras...