Let me be.
Don't expect.
This is all of me.
I know how to survive.
That's how I learn to strive!
How much more must I give
before you acknowledge the limit?
Your strict standards of efficiency
topple my undying faith in contentment.
Just let me be.
I am neither your friend, nor your spouse.
I am just a part of a whole.
Stop searching for the diamond
because I am just the black burning coal!
Some day maybe, when the world has disappointed you enough,
you might understand what's ailing this mortal self.
Until then, let's live in a deceiving calm
if you may.
