The word 'friend'
brings an echo of headache
to my solemn mind
for I have no more strength
to fathom of what it really is.
I am exhausted of this cycle
of myself
trying to understand those
who cannot even understand me.
I am exhausted
of giving my trust
to someone
with a playful mind--
I just stood in my place
like a a string in a candle wax--
I was burning,
I was in pain,
but still,
even though I tried to protect them
I ended up hurting them instead


     again.
                again...
      and
again.