By nature, there are set of laws,
But people expect me to live with flaws.
Righteousness, no one seems to be bothered,
When I try to do it, I get smothered.
People make rules for benefit of self,
With loopholes to manipulate and to delve.
They make rules only to be broken,
Knowing that none from here, can be taken.
Some throw mud in my food,
And expect me to behave good.
When I fight back, I get swayed,
That I am negative and to be blamed.
When I show love, care and respect,
They think I am weak, in turn they reject.
They want me to stand out,
When I do, they can’t tolerate it but doubt.
Showing power and influence to ruin someone,
Isn't great, use it to improve, then you've won.
Many show that wealth is core objective,
I fight for health and dignity, like a naïve.
Some behave like demons, it’s painful,
In turn they expect me to be an angel.
No good in expecting to live up to our expectations,
As people live their lives as per their situations.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
Many people's experiences
**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.
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