Poem: Not Like Me

Why do you hate me?

What have I done to have your eyes burn me?

I thought I was a friend.

I would do anything to make sure a smile stayed or your round face.

Pleasing you was my mission, and it seem never impossible.

Now you want even look at me.

It is as I have hurt.

We pass each other and do not speak it as if we do not breathe.

I tried to say something, but I can tell it is a burden.

Why is it always me that cause you pain?

Did I do something wrong?

I tried to make everything right, but my patience is almost gone. I look at you once again, and I all I can think of is I do not like me.