WHY ME??

Why me Zan? 
Why me? 
Why am I always on the other end, where you use me to vent out all your anger? 
Why am I the only one you beat the crap out? 

Weren't we friends since first grade. 
Whatever we did that time, we always did it together. 
Gradually, things changed. 
And You changed too. 

'Changes are for good' I thought. 
But, you changed to something I never thought. 
Something my mind couldn't grasp. 

You were the one whom I trusted with my secrets. 
But, what I got in return as your payback was your fist. 

Yes, I was your living walking punching bag. 

I let you use me as a Rag. 
Every time. 
Still holding on to the weak thread of our long gone friendship. 
Believing, we were still friends. 
And that you may change and the situation might too. 

But, nothing changed. 
NOTHING

Why me Zan? 
Why me? 
Why am I the only one you love to torture? 
Why am I the only one you pull up your 'dirty' pranks on? 

You knew my greatest fear-
DARKNESS
And yet you locked me up in the janitor's , with no lights on - 
straight for three hours. 

Do you the the bruises I have in my body. 
The deep scars you left, running down my pride, soul and mind. 
You are the reason for the deepest eternal wounds I have within me. 
And yet, 
I still don't know the reason why you choose me torment? 
Why did I ever do to you, to deserve this kind of cruelty from you? 

Why me Zan? 
Why me? 

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