HUN, COME HAVE A TASTE

Where am I,

Who I am,

What I am,

Where I'm headed,

What the issue is,

Why the pain is so excruciating,

I really don't know.

I've always wanted to give people a taste, of what they give me, so that they can experience what it feels like.

Is it love, or pain, or regret, or shame, just have a taste, or even a drop, open your mouth, allow me.

I am who I am

You are who you are

You did what you did

I felt how i felt

You said what you said

I drank it all in;

Because like a sponge

I've been thought to absorb.

Taught to absorb, pain

Don't let them see

Cover up, shh, it's your shame.

Different strokes for different folks they say,

I learn very fast you see, and i've learnt a lot.

I even practiced magic, how to fulfill wishes, for those who ask.

I have become the fairy godmother of your life.

I would always walk away, because that's what you thought of me.

Remember how I kept saying please,

How I was at your knees

Asking why,

Still you turned, not looking back,

Not even saying bye.

Everything I do, I learnt, everyone I met, always had something to teach me, walking away was a constant extra lesson.

So before you do, I will

You weren't my first teacher, and if there's one reassuring thing, you would never be the last.