Sunday 3 August 2008

I don't know why?


I don't know why does it happen to me?

Whenever I wanted to be happy, time made me sad.
Whenever I wanted to cry, time took the shoulder where I could rest on.

Whenever I wanted a friend, time gave me a group of enemies.
Whenever I assumed an enemy, time gave a helping hand to me.

I don't know why does it happen to me?

Whenever I wanted love, time gave me refusal.
Whenever I assumed to be cursed, I found myself blessed.

Whenever I wanted to be helped, I found myself betrayed.
Whenever I wanted to be kicked, I found flower on those shoes.

I don't know why does it happen to me?

Whenever I wanted my father's hand on my head, I found myself slapped.
Whenever I thought to be beaten, I found him ignoring me.

Whenever I wanted my mother's hand to feed me, I found her cursing me.
Whenever I assumed to be stand by my own, she told me not to do so.

I don't know why does it happen to me?

Whenever I wanted to be in group, everybody left me.
Whenever I wanted to be alone, nobody understood me.

I don't know why does it happen to me?