The Way I Feel

I do not want your counsel and advice.

Where were you when I was enduring hunger?

You were not there when I was thirsty.

When I was having financial problems,

You did not assist me in my hour of need.

 

When I was in pain and mental distress,

You were not around to sympathise with me.

I needed the comforting words of a friend.

You made me feel like an outsider.

I had to sit up in bed so I could keep breathing,

But you could sleep soundly at night.

I did not see you when I was gasping for air.

 

I felt that I was going to succumb to my illness.

And I had nobody to call out to for help.

You did not even try to find out about my condition.

I knew that you could not cure my illness,

But your presence would have lifted my spirits.

 

You do not really care about my well-being,

But you try to run my life with your beliefs.

And you want me to play by the rules.

You tell me what I should and should not do.

I do not think you can tell right from wrong.

This is not the right way to treat someone.

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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