Care

I failed myself-for being too nice.

I remember and became too excited when
someone's birthday is coming up-
I cut my cake alone.

I struggled to make ends meet to make
people smile from their miseries-
When it was my turn they were reluctant.

I won't let them cry themselves to sleep even in
a slip second I would be present-
I curled up myself and imagined a pair of arms
wrapping me tight while weeping on the pillow
as a shoulder.

I cared too much about people-
Nobody ever did.